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On the drive back from Atl to Nashvegas Michael wanted me to drop him off along the way because he wanted to go back (somewhere), but he said he would still come hang out with me sometime!
Its Christmas morning and its white outside. We have a bed set up in our room for him and this is all a bit overwhelming, but he is doing OK. He wanders around some and says "What the hell" a bit, but seems better with it. After Rosi fixed him some breakfast he told her thanks for taking care of him. His soft side is really coming through during this time, and we get to see a lot of it. Good stuff. Merry Christmas everybody. He will be back,and I think your prayers have a lot to do with it.