It's been three years.
I hope you're resting in peace.
You do chance upon my mind, occasionally that is.
I feel you around, rarely.
The last was twice in a row during my convocation.
1) when we gold medalists led the march to have proud parents and grandparents waving and taking photographs.
2) when I received my medal and degree.
I felt you in my tears. And a part of them were for you.
For you are family. No matter what.
Hugs
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