I doubt a day goes by that I don't think about what it would be like if my parents were still alive. Sometimes at night when my mind is racing and I can't sleep, I daydream about what it would be like to wake up in the morning and take my kids over to their house for breakfast. It makes me happy. Instead, we wake up and get donuts and go to the cemetery. Which is super fun, too.
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