Big rehearsal for tonight's wedding.
Big fall on the cobble stones.
Gauze, triple antibiotic cream applied,
Dinner served
Life righted itself.
Child to the Four Seasons to spend the night with the bride,
2:48a.m. text asking that I start Grampa John's sour dough.
Hours counting down to the wedding.
Life is good.
Twenty Years, Two Hundred and Forty Months, Seven Thousand Days, and Three Hundred Days. Since we started chasing Leukemia.
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