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"My Mom died ten years ago this year. It&amp;#039;s still so hard to believe. Dad and I went to dinner last night and I told him it was weird realizing that ten years ago, he and I were watching her casket get lowered into the ground on New Year&amp;#039;s Eve. He agreed. It feels like yesterday and it feels like a thousand years ago for both of us. The other thing we agreed on is that the last thing my Mom would have wanted either of us to do is to sit around feeling sad when we remember her. She&amp;#039;d want us out living our lives and enjoying them. Dad has really done that these last ten years, after the initial shock of her death ebbed a bit. He takes great road trips and has lots of friends he visits. He Skypes with the grandkids and visits beautiful places and shoots thousands of pictures. He eats good food and loves his dog and watches great movies and life is something he savors. Me, not so much. Mom wouldn&amp;#039;t be happy about that. I can see her sitting across from me now, coffee in one hand, reaching out with the other to push my hair back off my forehead like she used to do. &amp;quot;Oh, honey...&amp;quot; she&amp;#039;d say. And then she&amp;#039;d hug me, because even though she could talk your ear off, she also knew that sometimes, you just need to hold or be held and words are secondary. A New Year. A new day to say &amp;quot;this one will be different.&amp;quot; I&amp;#039;m not resolving for a whole year, that&amp;#039;s too mind boggling. But for today, I&amp;#039;m going to try. And if I fail somehow, I try again tomorrow. How much do your parents influence your outlook on life? "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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