I've been thinking of Thatcher much more than normal the past couple of weeks. Not a day, heck not an hour goes by when I'm not covered in memories and thinking of how much I miss him. I guess it being Christmastime stirs up a lot of feelings and makes me even more aware of him not being here. I miss him so much. I have a picture of him with Santa that I would love to post but my scanner decided just to up and stop working several months ago and I've yet to find one I really like yet to replace it.
Merry Christmas Thatcher, I love you, I miss you.