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Friday, July 24, 2015. This past Fathers Day, exactly 11 years since saying goodbye to my dad for last time I was ready to open that journal. I recognized a new feeling on my path of grief. I felt a strength and connection to my grief as part of my journey, but not the definition of who I am. I was ready to sing, and be free. Free from the locked room of my own hurt, and ready to open myself to the beautiful world of joy and pain that exists for our open hearts. Friday, January 2, 2015. Another holid.

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Friday, July 24, 2015. This past Fathers Day, exactly 11 years since saying goodbye to my dad for last time I was ready to open that journal. I recognized a new feeling on my path of grief. I felt a strength and connection to my grief as part of my journey, but not the definition of who I am. I was ready to sing, and be free. Free from the locked room of my own hurt, and ready to open myself to the beautiful world of joy and pain that exists for our open hearts. Friday, January 2, 2015. Another holid.

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