I had to leave my house for the first time in four months (to the day) to go to the dentist. I will explain my dental problem later (probably tomorrow) because I am so tired. It really is a strange, new, “Normal”:
I was out of my house for a few hours and the whole ordeal involved some good music, tears, and lots of hearing my Dad‘s voice:
I got this mug from my cousin, Kimmy, not too long ago. Those words are what I heard my Dad say to me.