cherish the second of every minute of every hour of every day of every month of every year

There will be an empty chair at Thanksgiving this year. I find myself quickly reverting back to stage: denial. I miss my father always, but especially during the holidays. My father loved Thanksgiving and I believe it to be my favorite holiday of the year. Or was. Now I am just not so sure. Feels... Continue Reading →


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