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I'm sixty two and my father passed away.

The kids are taking it very rough. Eloise especially. But she's glad my father got to see her kid.

It very hard for me too, but it's a different kind of difficult. As much as my relationship with my father got better as I got older, there was always a kind of distance between us. I never quite got him and he never quite got me. I was beyond grateful for the relationship he had with our kids, but I can't help still resent the one I had with him when I was younger.

I never really understood him. And I guess I never will now.

There aren't that many things that I regret in life, but my relationship with my father will always be something that I'll be disappointed in. And there's nothing I can do about it now.

All I can do is hope that my children will never feel the same way about me. When I die, I hope my children have no regrets, just good memories.

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