It’s the small things.

Posted on by I never said I was funny.

She moved in with her Dad after I got married, she wanted time with Dad. She had been with me since the divorce at age eleven. I would never stop that. We are a mere four miles apart and tonight was family dinner night, here’s a small glimpse into a little moment that meant the world to me.

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