I remember his cooking, the conversations where I would ramble to him about my fixations, our love of similar music, him dancing and singing to Tom Jones, his loud snoring, the funniest sleep talking I will ever hear, his crazy haircuts, his daring nature and confidence
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I remember the love and respect he had for me and my family. I remember his happiness, his sadness, his fears and joy. I carry them with me. Always.
Hug your family this new years, tell them you love them and always have