i dont know who will read this and who wont but my father passed away 25 years ago yesterday (24th) i was his first daughter (i was 11 at the time.) To make matters even more poignant his sister, my aunt, died on sunday past 20th July, aged 81 exactly to the DAY 25 years later. My Daddy died at 1.30am on a Sunday, - his sister never married passed last sunday at 3 pm.- God works in mysterious ways i guess, i think he called her home to him.
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