17-11-09 to 31-5-99






Normal day,
let me be aware of the treasure you are.
Let me learn from you,
love you,
bless you before you depart.
Let me not pass you by in quest of
some rare and perfect tomorrow.
Let me hold you while I may,
for it may not always be so.
One day I shall dig my nails into the earth,
or bury my face in the pillow,
or stretch myself taut,
or raise my hands to the sky and want,
more than all the world,
your return.

- Mary Jean Iron -






My Dad, my BEST friend...
It seems impossible that you've been gone
for 2 years. As I write this I feel a tear
trickle down my cheek and wish that you were
still here. I miss your love and support,
your always available shoulder
your ability to see both sides of
every situation, without bias.

I miss you.

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