Last Thanksgiving, after all of the company had left and everyone had gone to bed, I was so overcome with emotion that I spent a few hours going around to the walls of my Facebook friends and telling them that I was thankful for them and why.
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When he died unexpectedly last April, I felt as though I'd been dropped into an ocean of boiling water. I was scalded, and could not be consoled and there was plenty to regret
but
I didn't have to torture myself for one minute wondering if he knew how I felt about him, or that I was proud of him
and
for that I am very Thankful.
Happy Thanksgiving!
1 comment:
Good point!
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