My mother in law came down for Thanksgiving and she brought me lunch meat.....OK, so it sounds odd to you but seriously it was a thoughtful thing. You see my father in law always bought this particular lunch meat for me, if he was coming to visit he brought it, if we went to his house he had it on hand ~ just for me. It brought tears to my eyes once again, missing him and knowing he will never bring me the lunch meat again.......
Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose. ~From the television show The Wonder Years
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