This weekend, I am going back home to Hendersonville. I'll take beautiful
pictures of my family, eat comforting food, cry on my mother's shoulder a little
(maybe a lot), watch my son play with his grandparents, and be thankful for all
the good things in my life. There are a lot of those.
Next week will be
bad, but the next one will be better, and the one after that, and the one after
that.
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