Stick with me

After seeing my dad in his funeral I am feeling sad. Losing someone is like losing a part of the air you breath. I was surprise by how many lives he has touched. They all have the same story, they say he was a very generous man. He finds happiness by buying food and giving the children in the neighborhood treats. Sadly he died at age 54 from having prostate cancer. Today I am going to take my prostate supplement religiously because I do not want to get prostate cancer like my dad. We deeply miss him so very much.

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