On Friday morning, our dear Emma's father passed away. The last time we saw him was Christmas, which he spent cracking sly grandpa jokes. He was sick for only a few months, and their family was able to all be with him when he died. I can't speak for the rest of the Pilgrims, but at this stage in our lives, when sometimes it feels like we've sort of scraped together our little temporary family, it has been so nice to be a very small part of a very real family. Here's to good examples and families holding together.
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