Even when he's gone, we pull an extra chair up to our small table. His place is always set until one of us remembers, as we sit and hold hands and give thanks for our day, that he's not there to share it. It makes the night seem that much more lonely.
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Took me so long to shake that habit.
Even when he's gone, we pull an extra chair up to our small table. His place is always set until one of us remembers, as we sit and hold hands and give thanks for our day, that he's not there to share it. It makes the night seem that much more lonely.
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