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6 December 2011.

The day my family and I lost a dear person.

The day we lost a great storyteller, 

a great father, a great stepfather,

and an amazing grandfather.

I know I was never that close to you when I was little, 

but I knew you took care of my siblings and I when my parents were away.

I sometimes wish I was less of a scaredy-cat when I was a kid

so I could talk to you and you could talk to me.

Cause all I did as a kid was to be around my parents and cousins.

You worked on a ship so as a kid I imagined you were a pirate.

I heard so many stories about you, growing up,

but I never got to hear it from you.

When your health was deteriorating it was no wonder you forgot me quite quickly.

I'm sorry I never took the step forward.

I guess while I was busy growing up, 

I forgot you were growing older too.

I forgot you weren't permanent.

I'm sorry.

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