A Corrections Officer helped me on the Tower Unit and helped me with all the crap in my head.
my son had a horrible eye injury. Get it, “eye” mack? He was like the botch alien in one of my posts, the feline one. I couldn’t see him when he was right in front of me. Now I am thinking it was because he was growing up. That was just a huge leap in growing up, I was looking for my chubby baby fat kid; he was gone; there was some one new in the making: the incredible person I see today!
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I’d like to show you a picture of my actual son today but he won’t let me.
more to come …
Un.Bon.Mot 