I wore a sweater that was my dad\'s last week. I was doing laundry today and that sweater was in there. I didn\'t see it, and washed it. i found it when i unloaded the dryer. Not a big deal, but I broke into tears. It doesn\'t smell like my dad anymore. I chose the sweater because it was the one he wore every day. When i would wear it I could smell him and it mad me think he was with me. I know it\'s stupid, it\'s just a seater and now it\'s clean. But I still feel like I have lost something precious.
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