I'm making my way with baby-steps to over-come the tragedy that has befallen the Bell family. The death of my Father--he was taken at sixty on December 22, 2010. Just a few weeks before they revealed he had five types of cancer and that it would take a miracle to cure him. The morning we--my Brother and I were going to see him we received a call from the Veteran's Hospital telling us that he had passed at 7:42 am. I didn't get to say good-bye, but it's better that way. His funeral was the 27th of December. Not many people cried, it was all so unreal to me, it felt like a dream. I tried to wake up, but it's reality. Something you can never run from easily.
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