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Written by beth   
Monday, 15 January 2007

I came home from school and no one was there I just thought oh well.

So as I sat there I thought what is going on here comes my grandmother.

As I stood there and heard the news I thought that my life was being torn apart.

You lived in a coma for 1 week and I thought you would come out of it but you never did.

I never got to say goodbye as I watch them put you in the ground I wished that you would just come back for one more laugh.

You did not get to teach me to drive, you never got to walk me down the asile, you never got to see your granddaughter being born.

As I sit here and wonder where you are I can't help but think of how much I love you dad.

Last Updated ( Tuesday, 06 February 2007 )
 
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