But. At least that's the past now. And if we're lucky, maybe she'll show up again someday - and if I have anything to say about it, she most definitely will. And then maybe we'll all be able to actually smile.

Once she finishes giving me a shoveltalk and we fix up a peace treaty...before questioning your sanity since she'd last seen you.

Don't worry about it for now, beloved. Tonight is for us.