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My dad died in March.We are dreading Christmas, dad was the life and soul. We always had lights outside and the house looked like Santa’s grotto by the time he’d finished. This year we are going to friends for the day. We put the tree up but it made us all cry – to think last time anyone touched those decorations it was probably dad as he put them away.
Dad we miss you, our lives will never ever be the same without you
Your loving daughter
Laura