Chidinma my dear, this is the third Thanksgiving that we are celebrating without you. The Kids and I are doing well but it has not been easy without you, most things that happen around us remind us of you. Just the other day, we were listening to the radio and someone requested a Christmas song titled “the shoe” and by the time it finished playing there was no dry eye in the room. This made me realize how badly you are missed. We remember you in our prayers each morning and we hope that you are looking down on us and interceding for us. Bye for now.