Happiness is a warm brunch

It had been too long. Before this Sunday past (1/14/18) I had last seen my daughter before my SRS, my sister and brother in law right after and my cousin S and his wife B about six years ago. The second cousin R I stayed with and her sister D were probably close to a decade (wow!).

We took the bus (cheaper by far than the train) down to the Port Authority in NYC (actually about two blocks away).

It’s funny, I only spent about ten minutes of the several hours she was there actually talking with her, but having contact made a big difference. We had no drama and I was able to get a few new pictures. Now at 28 she actually looks 16 (at 16 she looked about  12).

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