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Today is both a sad day and a happy day. It is sad because it is the day, 13 years ago that we lost my dad suddenly. Life changed and there is forever an empty hole in our hearts. Tom and I often talk about how we wish he were here, commenting how he would have loved our Vermont house and friends. We often came to Vermont to vacation when I was little and perhaps my dad was responsible for planting the seed that grew into a life that I absolutely love.

His passing was sudden and unexpected. I would give anything to give him one more hug. Those of you that know me, know exactly how much his death affected me, as well as my whole family. I often wonder what he would say if he saw the boys now, practically grown men, but I am sure that he would be very proud to call them his grandsons.

Here are pictures of my dad with each of the little men, in age order. Miss you, love you, Daddy.

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daddy & tyler

daddy & tim

 

Miss you, love you, Daddy.

Somehow, the universe has a way of helping ease the pain. The first little girl in our lives, my niece Emily, was born to my brother and sister-in-law on this day, six years ago. I’d like to think that she’s my dad’s way of sending us his love. Her beautiful big brown eyes are filled with love.

Happy Birthday Miss Emily!

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We’ve been busy around here. We had a high school graduation for our middle son. Tyler graduated last week and I couldn’t be prouder, despite feeling old. Hard to believe that time has flown by in the blink of an eye. Seems like only yesterday we were celebrating his graduation from kindergarten and had this great picture with his brothers

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and this past week, he graduated from high school and we have this picture with his brothers (same positioning by the way)

 

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Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other’s eyes for an instant? ~ Henry David Thoreau

I do not ask the wounded person how he feels. I myself become the wounded person.  ~ Walt Whitman

Why is it that we are sometimes incredibly touched by the loss of a person that we never met. I am not referring to a celebrity or some other person commanding the media spotlight. Rather, a person I have never met or spoken to, but only knew vicariously through another. Perhaps, that incredible human connection, empathy, is all we need to feel the pain and loss of others in order to understand the blessings that we have in our own lives. Sometimes, it is a matter of putting your life into some sense of perspective and realizing that, if not for some finger of fate, the loss and pain could be yours.

Empathy is a quality that is one of the most important to instill in an individual. Sometimes, it is not necessary to say anything, just to listen. Sometimes in feeling another’s pain or loss, we can become a better person and be more grateful for our own experiences and we can offer support that words are sorely inadequate to convey. As you wander through your day, realize that we do not know another’s journey through life but if we did, maybe -just maybe — we would be more understanding and make the world, or at least our little corner of it, a much better place.

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