Here we are in our high school days. Yep. Not much has changed.
Leanna, thank you for always listening to me, for plucking my eye brows, for always making me feel like I am enough, just the way I am. I love you. Happy birthday!
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Morgan and I are safely home from our Epic Journey. We are pretty beat. We arrived this morning around nine, at which point we collapsed in bed. A busy week lies ahead. It may be a little post-lite for awhile. xo.