Too many forks and not enough spoons
CW: death, grief, widowhood, mental health Dear Tim; A couple of weeks after you died, I was putting clean silverware away, and I had a...
Welcome home!
1. Unca Joe, 2. The fam’, 3. Welcome home!, 4. Welcome home!, 5. Waiting for the plane, 6. Any minute now.
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A relief to see that Gay and Joe are back home safely.
It’s SO great to have them home. Thanks for putting up the photos, Lore!
Hurrah!! So glad that they’re both home!
Yaaaaayyyyy!