Thank you.

The weird thing is that I can't seem to stop crying about it, about him. And the even weirder thing is that I have been crying over caramel corn.

We visited him on Christmas Eve and took him a tin of my homemade caramel corn. I didn't go in because at the time I had bronchitis and didn't want to get him sick. I wish now I had, I feel a little cheated that I never met him. About mid January we recieved his annual Christmas letter. He mentioned our Christmas Eve visit and how much he loved the caramel corn. I immediately went out and bought the ingredients to make more for him. I never got around to it.

I wish I had made the time.