I miss living at home in Provo (with the Ferrins). I miss being able to cuddle up with mom after a bad day, talking to Claire well into the early hours of the morning, playing in the backyard with Abby and the bunny, randomly hearing Thomas at the piano, hearing dad say family prayer at night, taking walks along the river trail with Steve, and lots of other random things. Hearing the wheat grinder, speed scrabble, puzzles, toast... the list could go on and on. I need to go visit. Life just seems too busy. And I sorta worry about not wanting to leave once I get there. I also worry that I've waited too long to visit and it will be awkward if I go now. That's probably not true, but I'm a worry wart. I can't help it.
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March 25, 2010 at 10:03 AM
I'm sure they would LOVE you to visit!! Everybody loves you! I would like a visit too :) :) Love ya lots sis! :)
April 8, 2010 at 1:35 AM
I'm so happy for the things you're doing. You know I'm the queen of not keeping in touch but loving you all the same :) no worries!
We need a good snuggle with a good movie :)
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