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[amysskate]

In my dream last night I was learning how to air-surf, this fake sport where you zoom around a track about a foot off of the ground and are essentially flying. Then Julie walked in the door, almost better, just a little bit bruised and talking kindof slowly, but standing and talking and walking and smiling. She was going to learn how to air-surf to

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Hugs Amy

[mrslobel]

The idea of you and Julie air surfing makes me smile. Thanks for the mental picture, Miss Henry. She is getting stronger now, after a week of hell. She is a fighter, and when I see her Monday or Tuesday, I will give her hand a huge squeeze from you. And I will tell her about your dream, and about how much you miss her. Hugs to you, sweeetpea. Hang in there. This is a marathon, not a sprint, and we all have to just keep believing.