Wife leaves, daughter and dad find love in each others arms. (Enjoy)..

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I stared at the picture on top of his casket. It was of dad and I the day I'd graduated from college. By the angle of the picture it was impossible to know I was 7 months pregnant with daddy's baby. Dad with his arm around my shoulders, so proud of me. No one at the funeral knew the intimacy of our relationship. They only knew him as a devoted husband, family man and business owner.

While it was nearly everyone else's favorite picture, it certainly wasn't mine. I thought of my four favorite pictures, stored on...