Dear Brian:Today, we picked up your urn.
It was a very poignant moment.
I didn't really want to do this.
It's a weird feeling; we're doing a lot of work to make a Celebration of your life, and there's a whole feeling as if this is a party for you -- well, it is -- but I expect you to be a part of all this. But you won't be there.
I wish I could hug you again.
To tell you I love you.
I miss you. Always.
Mom
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