Today my child turns 13. A teenager. I've been a mess for at least a week... the little bitty thing I held in my arms 13 years ago with strawberry blond hair and dimple in a tiny chin is now taller than I am, with deep bronze hair. As strong a personality as 13 years ago.
Happy Birthday, Squeezy.
So much to talk about
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I have reactivated this blog to be for my personal journey these days ...
separate from the one I have for epilepsy ( www.seizures-suck.blogspot.com
), the...
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