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To dance with my father again

Dance w my father again

If I could get another chance 

Another walk
Another dance with him
I’d play a song that would never ever end
How I’d love love love
To dance with my father again

~ Written by Luther Vandross with Richard Marx

“Happy Birthday, Dad. I miss you.”

If I could get another chance . . .

To sit by the ocean with our cooler and sandwiches, and talk.

To walk, holding hands.

“Are you ready? I’m right here. Here we go . . . ” 

To hug you, and be hugged back by you.

To be led by you.

“Dad, I don’t know how to dance like this.”

“I’ll lead. Just follow me.”

How I’d love love love . . .

To dance with my father again.

(Photo: 1993) with my dad, 9/1/1935 – 1/9/2008

Categories: Continuing after loss Imagining Remembering

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Deanna

Rewriting life since the sudden death of my nine-year-old son, Sam (2007).
Trying to LEARN, think, remember, IMAGINE, cope, care, read, EAT, write, live, LAUGH, listen, enjoy, walk, meditate, stretch, watch, stop, BREATHE...and keep going.

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