It's been six months, and I've never been this happy for this long in my life. The girls are abed, the laundry is in the dryer. Brian's playing a game in our room. And I'm about to turn in beside him. It's funny, apparently I don't have much to write about when I'm happy. But I was looking over this journal and realized I hadn't been here in ages.
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