Part of it comes from my own joy in sharing her The other part comes from the joy I know they get from even the smallest moments with her.
As I write this, she is pointing to a picture of me together with my parents, brother, and sister while saying her names for them. Once again she has me smiling through my own tears.
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1 comment:
Miss you all too much too sissy! You got me all "rusty pipes" over here again for the second time reading this post!
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