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It's going to be hard! But I have nothing like you do. Not even a tiny bit close.

I've been thinking a lot about you. How are you?

Not so good, especially after the cider pressing. Not bounced back well. Today I've got more spaghetti sauce. One foot in front of the other, best I can...

One foot in front of the other. I know that dance, and it's hard. I wish you deep and restful sleeps! And help. Do you have enough company, and enough help?

Not enough company and nowhere near enough help. But the carpenter is here each weekday at 7AM, so I must make an effort by then...