But he was here.
And no one wanted to cook. We had decided weeks before that we would go to a restaurant.
It took a while to find an restaurant open on Thanksgiving. But we did.
We arrived a little ahead of our reservation that day. But we still had to wait about an hour. It was miserable on Mel. Very few chairs and those were of wood. It is tough for a man with severe back problems to sit on an cushioned chair. Especially for a long period of time.
So we stood and wandered and talked. And I got a picture.
|Jed, Dan and Melodie on Thanksgiving 2010|
It is etched in my memory now. Less than 3 weeks later he was gone.
And that meal became so very, very special.
This year is so very different. Jed is in San Francisco. Melodie is in Visalia. So it is just Mel and I.
But we decided that Dan would appreciate our new plan.
Bacon and waffles. At home. Watching football.
Yeah, Dan would have liked that.
Oh, God, I miss him.