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Monday, July 31, 2017

My Father

In sweet remembrance, I see my father lifting me up, as a child, in the air with his strong arms in the morning sun to feel his eyes and soul with the joy of me being I see him trembling of anxiety, running from doctor to doctor when I was sick. I see him kneeling before the holy icon, joining his callused hands, teaching us to pray, to worship. I see him arriving home in weekends his ransack full of bread, battling the voracious tentacles of famine and death. I see him rejoicing at the wedding feasts of his children. I see him being welcomed by God, smiling, and happily congratulating him for his paternity.

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