I lost my Gale King....
Yikes, it looks like this blog is becoming a yearly post. Oh well, it'll have to be my outlet for a little bit.
I lost my Gale King. Her name was Yvonne and she worked with me. She moved to the UK. I miss her dearly. She was the one I would call everyday to talk about my day. She was my release before I got home. She's the only one that could ever understand and although I'm happy for her and proud of what she's doing, I miss her.
As she would say... Miss you love.
I lost my Gale King. Her name was Yvonne and she worked with me. She moved to the UK. I miss her dearly. She was the one I would call everyday to talk about my day. She was my release before I got home. She's the only one that could ever understand and although I'm happy for her and proud of what she's doing, I miss her.
As she would say... Miss you love.

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