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St. Patrick
Today is St. Patrick’s Day. Pictured above is my uniform for the day. They were Richard’s clothes. One of the sacraments in the Catholic church is Confirmation. When we were babies our parents chose to have us baptized into the Catholic church. When we get older, usually middle school aged, we confirm that we choose…
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Sportsaholic
I was often told that Richard was just like me. While not always true, one area we were in sync was our love of sports. And Richard was a sportsaholic for sure. Richard wasn’t a gifted athlete (sorry kid, but it’s true). But he had a big heart. He loved to compete. And I think…
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Richard Introduces Us To Ivy – Sort Of
Many times Richard and I were told we were just alike. One of our shared quirks was not liking it when someone was watching over our shoulder. We like our privacy. When Richard was in his late teens and early twenties he didn’t often share what was going on in his “private life” with us…
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Faith
Faith seems to play a big part in dealing with our grief. It even played a part in causing our grief. Faith in the medical profession was a big factor in Richard’s death. I’m sure the generic seizure medicine caused him to have his last seizure. We believed what they all told us – that…
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It Seemed SO Real
Since Richard’s death I haven’t dreamed about him. There was the one weird dream about him making comments on Facebook. But he hasn’t been in my dreams in person. Until last night. It was one of those incredibly vivid dreams. The kind that seem so very real. Intensely real. And Richard was there. Alive. I…