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hadn't spoken to my dad in a bit over a decade (he fucked off when I was young, never got to know him so didn't really care)
exactly 3 weeks ago last year, he added me on facebook, told me he's moving back to near where we used to live (I've stayed in the surrounding suburbs), and asked if I'd be willing to tag along to a boat/plane model kit convention thing he's going to, saying it'd be his treat, saying we could go get lunch, a drink, and just catch up, told me it's in 2 weeks, and since we hadn't spoken in so long, I said I'd gladly tag along, that I'd be fine paying my part, to which he assured me it'd be his treat
we went, enjoyed the event, enjoyed lunch, enjoyed a few drinks, caught up, told him about how things were over the years, he told me how sorry he was for leaving like he did (tbf I was too young at the time) told me what he'd been up to in the years since, and over all it was a really nice day
a couple weeks later, he had a heart attack and died before the ambulance could get there
it's his birthday today
I fucking hate November lmao
