About two months after my dad died, the storm of busy had finally mellowed, and Karin and I were finally able to breathe a little. We were out to dinner with work friends about 45 minutes from our house that we shared with Grandpa. We were just diving into exchanging Christmas gifts when my phone …
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Kindness Always Wins
My dad died on December 30, 2015. It was such a long journey getting him healthy and within five months, he was gone. After someone dies, it seems as though everything stops. And then…everything goes into overdrive. Planning the funeral, making sure everyone has information to get here from out of …