Sunday, February 26, 2012

MishMash

A dear, true friend lost her father last night.  It had been a very difficult last several months, and she is all over my heart today.

Hannah is home for half of her Spring Break.  The Usual Apocalypse broke out the first night.  Briton didn't even come over yesterday.  What have I done, or not done, to make this family shatter like this when we're together?  



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