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Watch the joy of my brother, his wife, their family and am

Ever so happy to sit, eat in their lovely yard, enjoy

Being their guest.

Perhaps more than a just a guest, this is fine with me.

I miss being family with you.

Alone is hard.

Alone, beginning to own it. Alone, not lonely. I choose alone.

A step that requires its due, considers what is

Good for me.