Once a year, the dead should all get to come back to visit. They can’t bring any knowledge of any afterlife with them, but their pain and injuries are gone. Once a year, they just get to come back and gab. You can catch them up on all the things that have been happening with the family. You can play them new music or watch a new movie. You can introduce them to their new grandchild. You can just smoke a cigar with them.
I miss my dad.
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