Back to bad times again...sorry. Fio is experimenting with using her computer at the desk outside her bedroom, but it doesn't seem to work out well that way so it'll probably be back to her bedroom for her again.
Son insisted that Fiorella hadn't been writing her blog more than three or four years, so your girl climbed up her faithful stepladder and pulled down more than twenty years of it--which surprised even her. Surely she should put everything together in one big bible sometime.
Does Fio make any sense? If not, please forgive her. She's still having problems with the three "U"s--Ukraine, which seems to be going to the dogs, Uvalde,which makes her heart weep, and UT, which clogs her memories. Son L has called a grief counselor and Fiorella hopes he/she will appear, although it will probably not be till be tomorrow.
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Your girl has another worry too. She's already started being prepped for that upcoming knee operation, but what if she's messed up her knee on that fall outside Walgreens so badly that she'll have to start all over again?
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Damn! Fiorella just realized that she's been going backward ever since the Uvalde massacre....backward toward her roots, you might say. Will she ever escape from the UT massacre, the one that shaped her family's destiny?
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