Yesterday I was peeling the shells off from the eggs I boiled and as I did, I was remembering how it seemed everytime in the past I boiled eggs... Tommy would show up. It was special because he loved boiled eggs and I would let him get as many as he wanted to eat. Tommy can't show up now but, I
wonder if in spirit he could be 'there'? I miss you, Son.
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