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"Missing Richard"I met my husband Richard when he was seventeen. At twenty-one we fell in love, had a wonderful life, four kids, worked abroad and saw the world. He was diagnosed with cancer and survived for nine years but died at the age of forty-two. I will miss him and remember him forever. I DREAM ABOUT HIM ALMOST EVERY NIGHT AND FEEL HIM KISSING ME Please talk to people who have lost a loved one; be open if you have lost someone. Talk and remember people, let them be here in thought, feelings, memory and in everyday actions. Let them be with us in spirit and happy feelings - not sad. Remember the lovely feelings with them and feel happy again and warm inside, as they would want you to feel.
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