I am feeling nostalgic tonight. I am remembering. Being sad and then chin up trying to brush past it.
--The big and the small of it is one day I'll see him, hold him, smell him and kiss his little cheeks off his face.
I love my boys here on Earth. Don't doubt it. With every fiber in me, I do. But I still live for the big and small of it.
--It gets me through. And when four years is upon us, four years that we said our goodbyes in Philadelphia, I still cry. Certain memories pound my brain like a hammer with a nail. Forget Lucas? Never. Remember him? Forever.
And with that she exits stage right.........
You cook, you clean, you go to work, you nourish, you love, you scold, you are professional and yet you hang your hat on every dust particle in your home. You are a woman. Some women are Moms and some are not. You are still a woman. We are all made similarly. We are strong.
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