Thought you guys might want to hear this. Today at work, I was getting a table ready for a large party. I went up to an old man sitting alone and asked if I could use the empty chair across from him. He sweetly said, “Sorry, I’d rather you not. I like to pretend my wife is still here, sitting with me.

Most fervent hope:  to be loved like that.

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