I haven't popped in here lately, but I hope you're doing well sir.
I've lost so many, I don't have a second look at death. I'm only 31.
But, I feel for you. Your loss. It's always sad.
You're sweet, Happy.
I'm much older, but by 31 my father was dead... uhm, 30!! He's gone a long time. I turned 31 at the end of the year my father died, but by then he was gone nearly 8 months. I always looked up to my brother, but, I guess, I loved his wife even more than I loved him. She was beautiful and sweet, always smiling, finding humor, and she loved chocolate, Horror movies and books, and she loved ALL animals. I get weepy about her... like tonight.