Mom found this note to her on the fridge this weekend that my Dad had written sometime before his death. (The fridge is covered with stuff from the grandkids so I know it was easy to miss.) In the hand of a second grader indicating his poor condition. As his speech deteriorated he communicated with notes and at the very end he could only point at letters to spell out his thoughts.
Almost five months after his death she finds it. I'm glad my brother was there with her and I'm sorry I was not. I know it caused a lot of tears but was certainly not taken down. A friend has recommended, and I've agreed, this baby is being printed and framed. I'm going to give to her this weekend.
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