Perhaps I spoke too soon this morning with my long, lonely rant.
When I got home today, I discovered a beautiful, hand-made valentine from my beautiful friend Sara. I suddenly feel a bit better. And loved.
Perhaps I spoke too soon this morning with my long, lonely rant.
When I got home today, I discovered a beautiful, hand-made valentine from my beautiful friend Sara. I suddenly feel a bit better. And loved.
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