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Thursday, April 11, 2013

Dad


My dad is at home but in terrible pain and short of breath.
I wish, wish, wish I could take it away for him.
These are dark days for us.
Especially being 11 000 km away from my parents.

Son#1 thinks his granddad is invincible.
Son#2 sends kisses through the airwaves.
Son#3 repeats grandpa's name and can pick him out on photos.
(Quite clever for an aaaaaalmost 2-year-old).

We love you, Paw!
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