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Was the first without you being here. We set the table and pray. We ate and we drank we talked about the things that we were grateful for. But you not being here wasn't on my list. When I think of losing my Dad it makes me scared to lose my Mom. What Thanksgiving is going to be like without the both of you. And it shreds my heart.
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Nov 25, 2023
Nov 25, 2023 at 8:09 AM UTC
This thanksgiving
Was the first without you being here. We set the table and pray. We ate and we drank we talked about the things that we were grateful for. But you not being here wasn't on my list. When I think of losing my Dad it makes me scared to lose my Mom. What Thanksgiving is going to be like without the both of you. And it shreds my heart.
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Nov 25, 2023
Nov 25, 2023 at 8:09 AM UTC
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