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Yesterday was like Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Christmas all rolled into one for me. I smiled so much that I felt like one of those beauty queens who has to vaseline her teeth to stop her lips from sticking to them.

Mitchell is finally home. After a very long year and a half absence he has returned. There were lots of long hugs. Even my neighbors came over to welcome Mitch home. He's the kind of guy you just can't help but like. There are so many people here in Rhode Island that are ecstatic over his return.

I’m making all of his favorite foods to celebrate. Tati and Sara joined us for dinner (pasta and garlic bread with home made meatballs and sauce). We ate, we talked and talked and talked some more. We cleaned up after dinner, then we sat outside around the fire and talked even more. We reminisced about the long months that he was in a coma in the hospital, then there were some tears. We are all very thankful that by some miracle he recovered and will spend many, many more years making us laugh.

It was like he never left. There were no awkward moments, there were no points of silence, we were all happy and chatting and reconnecting.

This is his home, we are his family. Here is where he belongs.

There will be much rejoicing and celebrating going on.