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The Life of the Party

Missing my favorite lady a little more today. Decided to take the long way home, roll down the window, and play one of her faves as loudly as I could. I could almost feel her next to me in the passenger seat, bobbing her head and snapping her fingers. Then I cried- not because she died, but because she lived. And she LIVED! What a privilege to love and have been loved by someone like Barb... Forever the life of the party. ❤️

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