Everyday on my way to work I pass by "the farm"... it makes me sad knowing you're not there... working hard in the early hours of the morning.
You and dad always made fun of my "inattentiveness" when driving... that I didn't notice people passing by me. Now I find myself looking for you and of course you're not there.
This holiday season when the lighted star goes up on the farm's windmill it will be someone else hanging it for the first time in quite a few years.
Missing you... as always.
Zach, I love you more.
Love mom
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