Inheritance

When I reflect on my father’s death and the inheritance I have…I realise the best inheritance is knowing I was loved, unconditionally. My father treated me with care, respect and kindness, he made me feel I could soar, I could go anywhere. I will give everything he left behind, for just one more day with him…to go for a ride on his ugly green scooter and watch the beautiful full moon glitter amidst dark skies…to sit silently with him and feel his love…

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