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I love this. It warms my heart. How fortunate to love and be loved.
Posted by: Judy | 21 June 2022 at 07:33 AM
We all love you already as though we were your distant cousins around the world.....but you can still find more to love and be loved by.....Jennie, NZ
Posted by: Jennifer Phillipps | 21 June 2022 at 11:17 AM
What a wonderful thought! Jennifer is so correct!
Posted by: Martina | 21 June 2022 at 06:00 PM
What a sweet thought!
I hope it is right!
Posted by: marilyn | 22 June 2022 at 12:08 AM
Oh Corey, could you BE any more transparent? (Or grandparent? LOL!).
Just to be contrarian: Have you ever considered that someday YOU might turn into a newly-arrived ex-pat's Annie, whom (s)he'll love like an aunt?
Posted by: Kathie B | 22 June 2022 at 04:46 AM