It's not too off mark for me to stay that my start to 2021 has been devastating. On January 26th, my Uncle Dave passed away. He was the father of my best friend, Kristen, who died tragically back in 1990. His death wasn't unexpected, but it was tragically sudden, and I am just grateful that we had said the things we wanted to say, and had the relationship in the later years of our lives that was difficult to do when we both lost Kristen. I was a month younger than her, and so every big event in my life-high school graduation, for example-he just couldn't bring himself to attend in person. It was too painful. He would come over the day after with roses and a very sincere congratulations for my accomplishments, but 'landmark' events where he imagined Kristen would have done if her time hadn't been cut short, were impossible for him to see me doing. But, there was a moment. It will continue to be the sweetest moment I will ever have of my Uncle Dave. After I had
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