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Friday, March 11, 2011

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Neenmama

Bert - this has had me in tears several times. I love your writing and this is painful but lovely. That second to last paragraph is a part of our relationship that I took particular pride in. We will have a new home - one without F___ - but a new home nonetheless. It will be a safe haven for friends and family alike - the doors will always be open, you will know where the spare key is and there will always be space at the dinner table for anyone who wants to stop by. I love you and can't wait to see you!

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