Oh, how deeply compassionate my family can be when I find myself needing them the most.
Christmas and 20th Birthday presents now consist of [somewhat expensive] tickets to see Mr. Read in the Poconos from the 31st to January 4th, at which point I meet up with family at Hilton Head Island for a mini-family reunion.
I am overjoyed and giddy.
And those two adjectives can't even begin to reinforce how much I miss him.
[Note: Not Gerard. He has a creepy "porn stache." And staches, of any form, are just scary.]
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