Small, Beautiful Things

Last night, a friend texted and asked how she should address Katie when she mails us their wedding invitation. My friends never cease to amaze me with their capacity for support and understanding. I am incredibly lucky.

Also last night, I sat on the couch with Katie after her support group as she detailed the conversations and the take-aways. Her makeup is still strange for me, but I didn’t feel a need to cry or breakdown. Progress.

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