It’s snowing outside. As I drive along today, as always you are with me in my mind. The falling snow, my love for you brought back another time, another place; you being away from me and me missing you. You were at Fort Ord in basic training. I left school and the snow was falling down in huge flakes. The radio played Elvis Presley singing “I’ll have a Blue Christmas without You.” I decided to drive for a while to try and capture the Christmas spirit, but all I felt was lonely. Life has made a circle. The snow is falling and my love for you and my missing you prevents the Christmas spirit from making its appearance. I knew where you were back then. I could open a map and point to the area I knew I could find you but I don’t know where you are today. That makes your absence seem so much more prevalent, the pain so much more stabbing. I love you honey. Longer than the 12th of Never.