Posted by debbi
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on 12/18/2005, 9:56 am
205.188.116.201
I week ago, I was sitting with my 2 year old son in my lap, bouncing him on my knee. We were both laughing and having fun. My son suddenly stopped our game and started talking about his "Pa". I think we had a visit from my dad, who passed in July. I am comforted to know that my dad is checking up on us. I just with I could have seen him too.
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