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My Hand in his, two days before he died

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Two months and 10 days since my Father died. Thought of him a lot today (well, and every day that has passed since).

Finishing up song #8 for the upcoming record. Song came out of nowhere.

One of my closest friends is having his 2nd baby today. Nice.

Son turns 5 in less than a month. That is incredibly weird, and for lack of a better phrase, wondrously humbling.

Oh, and with an hour and a half to go before lunch, as usual, I’m hungry.

And that’s life for me on March 27, 2014 at 10:48 AM.

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Love how you appreciate the little things, and how you illustrate that “any random day” is in fact not just any random day.

Thank you for making me smile and remember to enjoy the here and now.

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