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My sweet Jems,
You have done good by your daddy and
he knows it. Be there for your stepmom; be comfort for each other. The two of you were a very big part of his life and that is a bond you will forever share with one another. I'm happy you received the details on his accident cause that probably gave you a bit of closure. You're doing great, my friend. Keep it up. Oh, did I ever tell you my daddy's name is Jerry, too?
posted by
SpitFire70
on September 27, 2004 at 10:47 PM
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Jemmie
This post is a magnificent testament to your father ... and you. I am sure you will do him proud in whatever you do. My guess is that he would want you to be yourself and to be happy. That might seem unlikely at the moment but you will carry on and shine and all the more so because of all he taught you and gave you. I am sending a hug to you.
posted by
beachbelle
on September 27, 2004 at 9:46 PM
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Jemmie
Wonderful post, your dad is proud of you girl, believe it.
posted by
WileyJohn
on September 27, 2004 at 9:38 PM
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Though so sad that it's a bit difficult for me to read, that was also very, very beautiful. Both services sound like wonderful tributes to your father. It's obvious how much you loved each other, and how much everyone cared about him. Take care of yourself.
posted by
Holy_Grail
on September 27, 2004 at 3:02 PM
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Girl I couldn't stand in your shadow
this is such a well written account
Thanks for sharing
posted by
scoop
on September 27, 2004 at 2:48 PM
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Scoop
Wow!
I'm speechless! Thank you so much. To have you say that when I've always looked up to you as a writer is amazing.
Big hugs!
posted by
Jemmie211
on September 27, 2004 at 2:46 PM
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Jemmie this is probably the best post I have ever read I am serious
I just don't know what else to say, My best to you
Scoop
posted by
scoop
on September 27, 2004 at 2:43 PM
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When my father died
I cried for three days. I wrote a poem, thank God and my mother had it read at the funeral. My father thought I was an OK guy, and since he has been gone, I have had to kind of push myself to remember how he had thought of me. I try to think of myself as an OK guy, but living among the mortals, now that he is gone, is trying.
God bless! Mike
posted by
kingmi
on September 27, 2004 at 2:30 PM
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