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[strength2live]

John called at around 11am this morning. Sweet, sweet boy. I give up. I miss him. I'm allowed to miss someone I love... that's what it boils down to, and that's what I need to realize. It's not wrong for me to miss him, to want to talk to him, to want to hug him. It's okay to feel.

I'm calling him later tonight
and I'm going home Monday.