Mom and dad's anniversary is November 27. Since she has been gone my dad and I went to the cemetery every Thanksgiving so he could bring her flowers and tell her how much she missed him. I then brought him home and we had a small holiday meal together. It was never a happy day, but I had him and that meant everything to me.
This year's Thanksgiving is different. He is not here. My husband and I have started a new tradition which we hope to continue. It takes some of the pain away.
This year's Thanksgiving is different. He is not here. My husband and I have started a new tradition which we hope to continue. It takes some of the pain away.
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