Ok sooo for those of you that don't know... My dad died not to long ago... And my mom was just feeling really down - It was night, maybe 9 PM, her and I were here working on things. She started to tell me she was really hungry but didn't want to make anything... She said that she wished she just had something in a can that she could eat. -- Not have to see about making something. =)
Well, I told here to hold on ... and I ran out to my dads van. It just so happened that earlier in the day I had been working on something and had gotten tools out of my dads truck. And while I was in there a bag caught my attention. It was a bunch of canned food that my dad would keep in his car to give to homeless people... the cans had pull off tops so they didn't need a can opener. So I grabbed one and ran into the house and told my mom that dad made her dinner... she cried and lol a little and enjoyed her dinner. =)
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