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My mom's in California and just home from a big trip to Washington DC, so the best I could do was mail some cards, a family portrait, and some more pics of the grandkids.
My MIL is here and FIL is just released from the hospital, so instead of hosting them at our house I'll schlep all the food I bought to her house and cook it. I do what I can. It's weird because my dad died in 1986, and that was the year I got engaged to my husband, when I did the math, I've known my in-laws longer than I knew my own father. Different relationship, obviously, but something to ponder.
I miss my mom. Wish she would move here.
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