Cheryl's folks came up for a few days this week and we packed up a lot of stuff - it's a good think they brought Paul's pickup truck, as we filled it up with Cheryl's clothes and such. I gave Bill and Rosemary the glass hutch they'd given to Cheryl and I as a present some years ago; one less thing to pack up and move for me, and they'd always liked it.
We also came across a box of photographs that Cheryl had taken over the past fifteen years that I, sadly, had never seen before. We also found a box full of mementos and school things that, too, Cheryl had never shown me. It was in one of those boxes we'd meant to get around to unpacking but never did. There were some wonderful images and pictures in those boxes, and it was very enjoyable for the three of us to go through them. We will have a lot of them available at Cheryl's celebration next week.
I just wish she'd had the chance to go through them with me.
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