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That Other Person
I was thinking this morning about how I hope you have had fun Christmas, Thanksgiving and New Year’s holidays with your children and wife over the years.
As you know and as I will always repeat, I’m a dreamer and a foolish idealist.
I think you should think that at least you have had birthdays and children’s birthdays and your wife’s birthdays celebrated every year.
I’ve never shared a Valentine’s Day with anyone.
At least you’ve had Valentine’s Day with your wife for decades.
I’ve never had a family gathering on Independence Day (only stopping by a cousin’s house once two or three years ago). I suspect that you have observed the 4th of July with your family at least a couple of times.
How about family trips?
I’ve never gone on a family trip. I only went to NYC one summer for a day with my brother and father in 2001 (before the Twin Towers fell) and we mostly stayed in Manhattan Chinatown (I made up this lack of NYC sightseeing later in life by returning on solo trips on my own).
At least you likely went on trips with your children and wife.
Surely, you have these holiday memories of you and your family.
Gingerbread men, gingerbread house… Christmas cookies…
