I've been having some poignant conversations with a friend via email...Foster dogs and their effect, stories of chaos, terminal illness, emotional trauma, clutter -- you know,
all the crap we try to weed out while we're adults?
all the crap we try to weed out while we're adults?
She opened an email a friend sent her, and how appropriate that it was this:
Music and photos together always make me teary, whether it's happy or sad....if you're the same -- get the tissues...
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