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Weepy Wednesday

We stopped into a little spot on the harbour tonight.

There was a great musician,

playing his guitar

and

singing some fabulous songs.

Amazing

emotional

lyrics.

Music is magic.

But

almost

every single song

that he sang

brought tears

to

my eyes.

At one point they spilled

down my cheeks.


So I looked out the window to the water.


It's hard to think that

I'm getting on a plane in two days

and

flying away from our son.

And his partner.


It's hard.


Being with them

just feels like home.

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