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Dear Papa,
I should probably say that I am so sad that you are gone and that my life will never be the same because you are no longer in it. I could say that and it would be true, but that's not where I'm at right now. Right now, I'm just angry. I am so damn angry at the cancer that invaded your lungs and took away your ability to breathe. I am furious at the tobacco companies that prompted you to start smoking when you were 14 and they had no science to prove that what you were putting in your body would one day be its demise. I am beyond LIVID at your family that didn't give a shit about you when you were here with us, but now that you are gone are suddenly very concerned and invested. I am so frustrated with the fact that everyone else in life seems to be moving on and going about their daily business with no regard for the fact that you are gone. Mostly, I am angry right now because its less draining than being sad. I hope that you are at peace and are able to be with Grammy now. I hope that you know how loved you were and how much of a difference you made in so many peoples' lives. But for now, I am going to be mad if that's okay with you.
Your Granddaughter
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