6 Word Story:

Sunday Dinners, Never the Same Again

Tee and I went to my parents this evening to check on the dogs and clean out some of the flowers that had died.  I walked in the house and it felt empty.  Not like the "oh they're away on a trip" kinda empty but like the soul of the house has been removed.  As we headed home it struck me that I would normally be headed home about that same time but from a dinner of food made with love and a lot of smiles and stories of golf games from the morning.  Turns out... that isn't going to happen again for a long, long time and it sickened me to tears.