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Merry Christmas. I miss you. Here is that point in your life when, just by the nature of growing older, no matter where you are you will be far a away from someone you love. It's okay though because it is late on Christmas Eve and you are running through the streets with with Jessica and Jon and your heart is big enough to hold the entire length between North Carolina and Washington State and there are a bunch of sad cat and dinosaur christmas cookies that you and Jessica decorated waiting on the kitchen table to be eaten. Merry Christmas.