Later than we hoped, Morgan and Emma and Tegan arrived. Tegan asleep in Josh's arms and taken straight to bed. Morgan and Emma, obviously tired but endearing.
Tomorrow, Mimi comes. And Tim on Saturday morning from Brooklyn.
Then, for a couple of days, the whole clan will be assembled.
Heaven.
Eggs to color, walks to take, reading to hear from Emma and Morgan, Tegan like a spring breeze. Our two, Josh and Mimi, under the same roof with us again. Cathy and Tim, much loved partners, here with us.
And a resurrection to boot.
What could be better, I ask myself?
And the answer: not much....
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