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Thursday, March 28, 2013
Dear Therman, I miss you so much. I'm a little girl waiting on the porch for you to walk down the street. Just so you know.
I miss you to Jaha. I often recall the times in the Georgia house when we would talk, you perched on the kitchen counter, me at my spot at the table in front of my laptop...both with a shimmering glass of Merlot. But we are now having a one-way conversation as I read your blog daily...Stay well and expressive
I miss you to Jaha. I often recall the times in the Georgia house when we would talk, you perched on the kitchen counter, me at my spot at the table in front of my laptop...both with a shimmering glass of Merlot. But we are now having a one-way conversation as I read your blog daily...Stay well and expressive
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