One visit down, one banquet to go.
The momentous insanity of March lumbers on.
Someday I will learn how
to ask for the help I want.
For now, to bed (hopefully
to sleep without needing NyQuil).
Longer post to come...
in about 10 days.
It
will be
all
right.
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I love you, Suzanne, and I'm praying for you every day. I'll see you Sunday, unless you can come to the Women's Expo Friday night. The kingdom comes.
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