…Erik's father passed away. Since he lived in Ecuador for the first part of our relationship, I've only got to spend time with him during a handful of holidays, after old age and dementia had taken a toll. But I was always drawn to his kind, mischievous eyes; his affection for animals; and Erik's stories of him as a vivacious character, the life of the party. It's a testament to him that he created the amazing human that's now my husband, my calm guy who has weathered this hectic, tumultuous month with such grace, steadiness, and humor.
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