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I saw you yesterday as I crossed the parking lot. You were in your truck ready to go home.Every time I see you it is a wonderful thing. I never know when I will never see you again. I wonder if you will be at church today?------------------------
How wonderful it was to see you at church today dear one
I was a little late. You parked not far from me last week, but this week you were farther south. We also left before you. I was so glad for what little I saw of you, seeing you seated in your usual spot in Sacrament Meeting then the softer seats in Priesthood.
I just didn't want to be where I could be scorned again. So I evaded your usual places.
Still the few glimpses I had of you quieted some of the pain of living without you. I love you
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