Her family makes these ornaments,
and the awesome student
(whom I've never had in class)
gave me one.
Aw!
I turned into an embarrassing
blabbering mess of gratitude.
Gah.
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my mother is old, my father older the hopes in my heart older too I will them to come back daily the way every day shows the way every day ...
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