...trip to New York. Just one more summer. Just one more run in the woods. Just one more happy car ride. Just one more night. Just one more jump in the air. Just one more adventure. Just one more minute. Just one more...
We always want just one more...something. It's not possible to want "just one more" and ever be happy. I'm trying to sit with what is and what we have and stop looking for "just one more" - but it's hard to do.
Abby's time is short - but it was really good time for a really long time. And that will be enough.
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