It’s the Monday after the Wednesday that you had your stroke. We still haven’t been able to talk or see eachother and I miss you. I’m guessing you know by now, but I reached out to my cousin who knew your sister. Thankfully L, didn’t think I was nuts and told me a little about what’s going on. I dont want to constantly bother her calling to check on you, but just know it’s killing not doing just that.
Whenever you and I would talk, you would always say to me “tell me something good”. So this is my way of telling you “my good stuff” so that when you can have a chance, you can read this to catch up.
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