I feel like my heart is snapping back and forth and up and down, its been stretched seven ways from Sunday and painted with chalk. I feel dry and tired and empty. I'm not going to give in to this. I'm determined that this is a byline only, not the article. I'm the article.
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I love you honey. You will get through this. Life's lessons are sometimes difficult. I'm thinking of you. Love Mom
I'm sure you know that anything you can't find your friends will hapily give.
Capt'n
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