I'm at the Young homestead in Dallas, and I seriously can't think of any people that make me feel more special. I didn't make it here until almost midnight, but they were waiting up and so excited to see me. They even put up birthday decorations.
They've all gone to bed, but it's nearly 8:30 AM in Italy, so I'm wide awake. I'm going to read and hopefully get some sleep before Church tomorrow morning. The hardest part will be trying to rid my face of the permanent grin that appears every time I stay here.
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