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  1. Grow up without a dad is not an easy task. I was 9 when my father returned to the lord. Too young to understand the reason but the wound remains until i met him. It was like wow!! Ive got a dad to share my stories. He was my friend and my dad. The last we communicated was few weeks before his surgery and i was very confident that he will come back even stronger.
    That afternoon when i heard about his condition, i prayed to lord to let me have him longer but…..God loves him more. Its been few months now but i missed him alot and im still missing him alot. A great dad not only to his biological children but also to me. May you rest in peace paa.

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