Another Year.

I don’t understand time anymore.  It used to stretch interminably and now it’s like a rubber band that’s sprung back at me.  Snap.  Another year.  That’s ok.  Some aspects of passing time are really good.  It’s entrenched Henry in our lives.  He’s family.  Part of the Far Flung Crew.  It’s good to have you with us, Henry.

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