Living without mommy- and then it happened. The fear, the sorrow and the ultimate in never mores- Square in the face, the pain sits quivering. Hey, Soph your words of advice and guidance still feel freshly delivered from center stage. We repeat them aloud to you, as you are the only face staring back at us in the dark.
Focusing on your words gets us through on the murkiest of days. They have rolled in at rapid fire speed as of late. We try to turn disappointments into lessons. Gornisht Helfen, Looking forward toward the prize in the “just have fun” way is our biggest take away from our life long dialogue. Ok, hold on mommy we’ll be back with an update -BH
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