Wednesday
Shelley Dear is doing well. She's still very sore. I feel so sorry for her. I wish I could make it all better or bear the pain for her. We had a relaxing, four-day weekend at her daughter's house.
This weekend my lovely daughter is coming over to stay the night. I'm looking forward to it. I love that little girl, even though she's not so little any more. I miss her to pieces.
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2 comments:
Glad to hear Shelley's doing better. That's cool that you get the time with your daughter.
'Eh, she'll always be YOUR little girl.
Glad to hear Shelley's doing better.
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