so i was coming down the stairs last night with full hands and the dastardly things were so slippery. i fell and nailed myself. i thought i was fine for a few seconds until i realized i couldn't move my two toes (number 3 & 4) on my left foot. so instead of church today i am off to the clinic to have it checked out. most likely they'll have to just heal on their own (spoken from someone who has broken her pinky toe twice) but just to be sure i will go in anway.
my sister left this week and it was the hardest thing ever. even though i know it couldn't go on forever, it was a sweet, sweet time. laughs and tears. now she is home and so happy to be there. and it is nice to be a family again.
The Old Man's Old Shirt
8 years ago
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