In this day and age, families generally live hither and yon, many miles apart, and this subset of the Tabacchi family is no exception. This weekend we are fortunate that our relatives have traversed the many miles and arrived in Bellingham by plane and by ground. Words escape me when I try to thank them for making the journey.
It is a vital time for everyone, reconnecting, talking, eating, laughing loudly, updating. Most importantly we are together again and can pay tribute to those who caused us to be, brought us to where we are and made us the people we are today. Memories are the diary we keep in our heads, an instance, a thought. We carry in our hearts their smiles and joy, their tears and sorrow. We carry around their love for us, but most importantly we carry around our unconditional love for them.
Together, we are better.
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