Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Out Of Our Touch - Out Of Our Reach

As I've been packing, I've come across some notes I took of things I wanted to remember that were said after Rob's September 2011 death. 

This was from sometime in September 2011.

Luke to me:  "I hate it that Dad died and I hate it that we cannot talk to him."

Me to Luke: "I know, son, I know."  



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