My dad passed away about a year ago from cancer. At the funeral I took a small bird that came attached to one of the baskets of flowers. Of all the things that remind me of my dad, the bird is a small concrete reminder that he has passed. That the funeral happened and that he’s gone. But also that he’s not in pain anymore. He’s free.
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