Thursday, April 7, 2016

When All Is Said and Done

The day had been spent sharing memories and wonderful food.  We cried and my old friend, Jutta's son made me laugh really, really hard about one of the worst moments.

Jutta's paintings were ready to be hung back up on spiffed-up walls.  The cats paid their respects.  Then we got to work.

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