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  •  I feel lucky in many ways. (0+ / 0-)

    I got to know him some. I have pictures of him holding me, sitting with me and a very strong recollection of him teaching me to let butterflies rest on my still hand. I recall the hospital visits (we were about 30 miles away, and those were the good old days where that was quite a jaunt, especially when my mother had no car). I recall my adoration of him and his unabashed affection for me when we were together. He was the nurturing parent and I was lucky, ever so lucky, that he was my key caretaker during those early months. I got my love of music, animals, and many of my parenting skills from him, even in that brief time.

    One reminder of how lucky I am came from a woman I visited in Hospice many years ago. We had never met before, but I was sent to take Communion to her. As we shared our stories, she revealed that she had been born while her father was in WWII and where he had been killed. When I shared my story, she said, "Ahhh, yes, such a loss, but you were lucky. You got to meet him." Never again will I think I wasn't lucky.

    I think of those children who didn't get to meet "him" or "her" and who have no pictures or memories. They will never see how much their mommy or daddy loved them. That breaks my heart.

    Thank you for your kind thoughts, greenies.

    You can always count on Americans to do the right thing - after they've tried everything else. -- Sir Winston Churchill

    by bleeding heart on Wed Nov 12, 2008 at 10:09:13 AM PST

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