For dad's birthday, the kids drew him pictures, and brought photographs and candles. We lit them, sang to him, and blew them out. A month later, when we went back to his grave, the candles were still there!! We sure do miss him. Every time we go to his grave, we take turns telling stories about dad, singing songs, and inspecting all the neat things people leave for their loved ones. I'm not sure if I feel closer to dad when we're there because I don't really think he's there, but it's a wonderful opportunity to put all our thoughts on him and try to retain the few memories our kids still have. Though Argenta didn't get to spend her earthly life with him, I hope that he memories will be created through us remembering him always. Happy birthday dad!!
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