Day 6 morning was the walkathon. It was good. My daughter had fun and was excited and had friends. After the walk, which she did almost entirely without complaining, she played. There were, "Hey Naiya!'s" and, "Where's Naiya!", and she was front and centre, lapping it up and sucking it all in.
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Tonight I spoke with my man...and Oh how I miss him.
He has seen whales and dolphins and beautiful stretches of sea.
His voice is like being wrapped up in safe. Home sweet home.
He is the love of my life.
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