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A couple of days ago, March 11th<\/sup>\u00a0is a day that is remembered in our family, as the day we lost a brother. I brought up the calculator on my computer to check to see how many years it has been, and the answer was 47. I left the calculator up with that number for the next few days; to remind me how long we survived in our own lives.<\/p>\n We were originally nine siblings and that day we became eight. For the next 47 years, it has been touch and go for a few of us, but we have all survived, for we all have tasks we are meant to complete before leaving.<\/p>\n Today, Dani has been told our good friend Khris passed away. Since he was a vodka man, I pulled out my only bottle of Russian Standard I purchased right after the Russian-Ukraine war began, before it was purged from store shelves. I poured a glass and went outside and toasted the good man. All good people have regrets after someone passes away, and I wished I would have rolled his wheelchair out on the patio and just sat with him, while trying to decipher his wonderful Indian accent.<\/p>\n But as with all regrets in life, the only thing we can do is learn from them and continue. Because it is a well-known fact, Life will always go on, and we have to accept it, and learn from it.<\/p>\n Rest in Peace, my good Friend.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" A couple of days ago, March 11th\u00a0is a day that is remembered in our family, as the day we lost …<\/p>\n