it has been a long haul since June. If I really think about it, life is a long haul, always. There is death, and there is life. I will recover from this "slump" I seem to be wading in. My brother-in-law passed away recently, and he will be so missed. He had the largest hands of any man I've ever met. They were true "workin hands".
My husband's first son and his wife had their first child, our first grandchild, on Nov. 2. When I looked into Sophia's eyes that evening, I felt as if I fell in love "again". She is perfect in my eyes, because she is. I want to buy her a pony. I want to spoil her. I want her to know me. I want her to reach for me one day, and know she'll find comfort.
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Thank you for your support and thank you for these words here. Good stuff, life is. Good, good stuff. Bless you and yours.
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