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Tag: meal

Give thanks to …?

Give thanks to …?

The hospital food service offered turkey, dressing, and the like, and I took it. Pretty good, really, although lacking in a certain aesthetic appeal, served on a dining tray in a sterile room. The decor from Sara was the bright spot. I offered to share my dinner with Tom. He had a few bites, and … read more Give thanks to …?

Posted on November 26, 2015May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories RefractionTags gratitude, holiday, meal, Sara, thanks, Thanksgiving, Tom
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