Yeah, just walking from the family room through the kitchen and the living room to close and lock the front door, I caught sight of your room. Sucker punch to the gut had me lying in near physical pain on the floor, weeping for the loss of you. Yes, it gets better, but dang it, it still just sucks.
Visited Ft. McPherson yesterday. Laid a pretty cut rose atop your headstone. Talked and shared a bit. I know you aren't there, but sometimes it is comforting to go and see the peaceful location.
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