The Light at the End of the Tunnel

This husband and I…

Can almost see the light at the end of the tunnel…

It’s a minuscule..sliver of a thing…but it’s there…twinkling way off somewhere in the distance…

That special little family of ours dropped by…and with youth…agility…strength…and skill…were able to accomplish in two and a half hours…what this old gal has been striving for…the past week and a half…

They packed the pod…the pod is packed…they were the perfect pod packing people…

Big Buddy helped carry…Little Buddy helped pack up the fairy garden…

Payment…McDonald’s…chosen by those boys of ours…

It was a good day…a blessed day…a day to say phew…and a day to celebrate…that light at the end of the tunnel…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…