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August 18, 2016

Nice to be home.

Here’s a reminder that it’s the little things in life that are the sweetest.

Like, walking down the hall, peering in, and seeing this guy snoozing away in his self-designed and decorated black and white bedroom.

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I’m sitting here thinking about that walk down the long hall in our house. And the number of times I’ve peered into Peter’s room.  It’s a walk I’ve taken a gazillion billion times since Peter inhabited this room eighteen years ago, and never, ever do I make the trip and not look in. I love his room. I love him in it. I love how his room has changed over the years. It’s all him.

In a couple of weeks, he won’t be under those covers. Holy cow. I can hardly bear the thought.

Melodramatics aside, I really am going to miss his messy little Jeremy-like self.

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Odd but true: Peter, on his dorm form–the questionnaire all new dorm residents fill out so that the housing people can pair roommates most compatibly–gave neatness a high priority.

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