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I miss my dad. So much. My mom is able to keep herself busy and masks her grief with "chores" and organizing the memorial celebration (scheduled for January 15). I find myself wondering what my dad would do or say about everything. So many times I end up laughing because I know what his responses would be. For example, I knocked my elbow on the table yesterday, HARD! He would have said, "What did you do that for? Better get some ice on it before it gets swollen and you can't move it!" Smart ass.