Jackie Danicki

Day one, I met my best friend’s baby girl for the first time (after first being all tearful through my airport reunion with her mommy and daddy, because I’m cold as ice):

Day two, friends from Cincinnati came to visit (but not for long enough!), I got to spend a whole 20 minutes with my little brother, then went to a real country hoedown on the banks of the Scioto River and ate too much (but had no moonshine).

Day three, 5chw4r7z and his wife came to see me from Cincinnati, which was a successful visit by so many measures:

Day four, I was reunited with my brother for a few hours, during which we didn’t hit each other even once. I thought my face was going to break from smiling and laughing so much.

I didn’t cry when we said goodbye, but only because I think he may come visit me for our birthday (both born on July 21, three years apart):

Then I had to say goodbye to Karri and Isabella (and Karri’s husband, who was a great sport for tolerating all the dumb stuff Karri and I laughed at like hyenas for four days). I have no idea when I’ll see them next, which made that farewell a lot harder.

Here’s hoping it won’t be another year until I see everyone again - and that I can process the 400+ photos I took before the month is over. (What’s on Flickr is just the tip of the iceberg.)

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