What makes a tradition exactly??
This year is the second year that Mom and I went to the cemetary together. She drives me to the spot where Dad is buried and waits for me in the car while I have a moment. I hung the ornament she gave me last year again.
users.livejournal.com/_call_girl_/265945.html I cried just as hard as ever, then got back into
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