speaking only for myself (mom) and borrowing words from bruno mars, this pretty much sums up the day after the mtc:
today i don't feel like doing anything,
i just want to lay in my bed
don't feel like picking up the phone,
so leave a message at the phone
'cause today i swear i'm not doing anything.
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Becky- I want to call you tomorrow. I was sooooooo sad for a week. I slept with his sweatshirt and just cried every night. Our oldest. Ouch. But I promise, after that first letter (I've now had two) I am so happy. When you hear how happy he is, how would you wish him to be anywhere else? I promise it gets better!!!!
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