The one thought that keeps going through my mind is that everything will be different from now on. Every time I go over to my parent's house and my dad isn't there, it's different.
Every time I want to tell my dad something and he's not there, it's different.
This Thanksgiving will be different. My whole world is different.
When someone leaves us, everything is different. That takes some getting used to.
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