I'm a little sad. And a little drunk.
But I am a lot happy and grateful. Thank you, D and G.
Thanks for the sake.
For holding the baby while I cooked.
The cheerful "Good morning!"'s
The passing on of family heirloooms.
The ability to go with the flow.
The word play.
The hairspray sacrifices.
The late night.
And, finally, the invaluable and simple understanding, as only a family can offer.