The Story Teller

I would like to take this chance to express how happy I am and my children that my husband who worked abroad for 2 years has arrived safely last week. Except for the jet lag, I believe he is in fine health and just as happy as we are for our reunion. After sleeping for almost 2 days, he finally got up and just like his old self cooked us dinner.

They have already eaten when I called from work and I wasn’t surprise when my son, Daryl, told me that his papa was up the attic doing some cleaning up. So, that’s how he spent that one fine afternoon, cleaning up. And when I got home, our house looked as if we were going to put up trade show booths. Old tables, old chairs, broken bed frames, broken clocks, etc. are everywhere.

In fairness to him, he was able to clear up the mess before we go to sleep. Now, that I can’t do

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