Thanksgiving at Mom & Dads. I had a really nice time, especially since I had expected sadness and awkwardness. Mom was in good spirits, and we sat and looked at photos of you. She is going to try to locate some of hers as well. She also allowed me to borrow "Maman's Dream" so that I could provide genealogical information for Michael's family tree work (intended as a tribute to you). Dad was doing well too, and it was a pleasure to see Sis, Arthur and the kids. But, of course, your absence was felt throughout the meal. You missed a great feast...including pumpkin-apple pie.
Yesterday, in the store, I came across a new beer called Jack's Pumpkin Spice! Sis got such a kick out of that. I would have bought some, had I someone to share it with.
I miss you terribly, Dearest. Last night's dream was a comfort while it lasted, and I only wish that it hadn't ended the way it did. Next time, let's part company with smiles, kisses, and the promise that we will see each other again very soon.
Ich liebe Sie, my Love!
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