Sundays meant homemade pizza dinner and Zach pretty much only missed during harvest.
Ironically this year's tomato harvest has been a bumper crop for me. The tomato plants that he gave me... from a co-worker of his. The garden he helped me til and get ready. The tomato stakes he put in for me. Now I have jars and jars of homemade pizza/tomato sauce. And really... I don't want to make pizza much anymore... especially on a Sunday.
Missing you.
Zach... I love you more,
Mom
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