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Barbara
Its strange how this entry and my entry on my Father were so similar. When visiting my Father a month before his death at the hospital, I went begrudgingly. So much anger I held close. I had requested that everyone leave us alone. I recall shaving him, my hands shook. As I was shaving him, he looked me deep into my eyes. I told him I was unable to forgive him for his sins against us and I thanked him for such wonderful memories. This year for Lent, I'm finally letting go of my anger towards him and pray for his past sins against us be forgiven.
[2004-03-08 07:14:32]
Its strange how this entry and my entry on my Father were so similar. When visiting my Father a month before his death at the hospital, I went begrudgingly. So much anger I held close. I had requested that everyone leave us alone. I recall shaving him, my hands shook. As I was shaving him, he looked me deep into my eyes. I told him I was unable to forgive him for his sins against us and I thanked him for such wonderful memories. This year for Lent, I'm finally letting go of my anger towards him and pray for his past sins against us be forgiven.
Barbara, again
I'm a Camel. I hoard anger like a camel does water. My Father died 6 years ago and was buried March 1st.
[2004-03-08 07:17:03]
I'm a Camel. I hoard anger like a camel does water. My Father died 6 years ago and was buried March 1st.
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