Is it okay if a pork chop reminds me of Dianne?

So many little things remind me of Dianne and the precious time we shared.

I took pork chops from the freezer to grill for dinner this evening.  Thick pork chops!  I had to tell our daughter Angie why I was choking up at the sight of a thick pork chop.  It reminded me so much of Dianne and her attention to detail.

Dianne always assured that we bought really thick pork chops when we went out to our local farmers' market.

The butcher at the stand where we bought pork chops always cut his pork chops "too thin"... so Dianne always asked the butcher to cut her thick pork chops.  You could tell that the butcher was grumbling to himself about this lady who always wanted the thick pork chops, but he reluctantly delivered the chops at the perfect thickness for grilling.

Thank you, Dianne, for the really thick pork chops we had today.

We missed you so much at dinner, but yet... you were with us!