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13 February 2006

Steven William S born: Oct 11 1951 died: Feb 13 2006

Steve My dad died today. He didn't wake from his sleep. Part of my heart is broken. I have so much to say but right now it's all tears.

I love you, Papa. I know we hated each other at times. I know we said things. I know we tested the limits of relationships. But still....I love you. And I miss you. And I am so sorry you suffered. And I am so glad you don't any longer. And selfishly, I wish I could have seen you before you had gone. I wish I had next month. Just one more month. But time was yours. And I understand. But I can't help but miss things and cry about others. You will never be at MY wedding. Emma won't see you any longer. Girl Scout cookies will be undeliverable and your last voice mail message on my cell will remind me of our last conversation. I will miss you. Thank you for loving my mother and me. For giving me a life here in the States. Thank you for my sister and brother. Thank you for the extended family. Thank you for the travel. Thank you for the lessons, though hard. Thank you for the second chance to know you. I wish we had longer. I wish I could have fought your battle for you. Exorcised your illness. You deserved better....and now I believe you have it. And if you are around, my dear Pops....check on me. Though we didn't see eye to eye, I love you dearly and I liked having you around....and I'm going to miss you so very much.

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Thank you, ladies. I appreciate it. Em and I have had a lot of laughter today so it's been a better day. I know the days ahead will be worse especially when I see my grandparents and my siblings. We leave tonight for Memphis. Thank you again.

And you are right, Lori. He was in such a miserable state. I hated his illness. It was probably one of the worse things that could have stricken a man that I saw was the representative of physical strength.

I'm very sorry to hear of your loss. The bitter sweet is that your dad's suffering has ended. I'm sure he'll be watching over you now. *Hugs*

i'm sorry for your loss.

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