Last year on my birthday I wrote a reflective entry about the previous year. I let him read it once during a snowy January night when we were far enough apart I wouldn’t have to see the change in his eyes as he discovered a different side of me for the first time. He asked if it was something I did every year. It isn’t. But as another year passes,
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can't wait to come visit.
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-M
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