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Let me continue, there was your mother. Standing in the hallway. I could feel that she was somewhat in a defensive position. Perhaps, she was talking and thought I over heard her conversation. But, I never heard her say anything. I could sense that she was worried in a way, but also not only her but her fictional spouse. I got to say goodnight to your mother and I should of said "Goodnight Denise", but I called her by her fictional character name. I really don't know why I said that for. It was my lasts word that I told her. I think I was so satisfied that I gave her a hug, that all that matter. I actually got to put my arms around her. Your mother might of had a sense of butterflies in her system, but for me, it was very calm. I think all the energy was at the table before for me, but I just know that I told her fictional character spouse, to take good care of her. Maybe, I should of did more, since I don't know that how long will I see her again, but it was more than a privilege and honour to spend the night with your mother.

I went back into the wedding hall, and sat the table. Then it just hit me a few moments later, that could be the last time in awhile that I see your mother. Did I do everything I could of possibly do? I didn't have any regrets, I just felt for your mother. Who always believes in me, but since, she had other influences to give her questionable thoughts. But now all those questionable thoughts are vanished, as she always knew and believe in me. Now, today, I think she is feeling a bit judgmental on herself. Denise, it is alright, I don't want you to feel like that never. Everything is always fine, between you and me. Don't make anything more challenging than what it is already is like. I want you to feel like the happiest person and just hold on to our children, and you will regain that energy back once again. You are my rock, who is unbreakable. The person who I love, and who I cherish.

All alone, I sat at the table. And there it was the missing piece. The coffee cup.