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Now that he is fine

 Now that dad is fine, happy and doing well I need to start working on myself.  The last year was extremely difficult.  The fact that my wife lost so much weight I barely recognize her screams we need some time.

We are both still processing.  The last year.  Our dog passing away.  Figuring out life again.

Having just come off the pandemic, we were reeling, trying to get back to some kind of normal.

More carbs, more date nights, more afternoon lunches.  More life honestly.

Obviously there are still things to do but they don't need to be done right this second.

I stopped by and saw dad yesterday.  He was very happy to see me.  Hugged me multiple times.  Next week we are going to go out for lunch and I'll bring my guitar.


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