I love your mama too. And I believe her.
The ebb and cadence are beautiful, Tre; the bloodied indomitability of fierce love.
Joanna Morefield

She’s a bucket of water. Cries at the sad things, at the happy things too. She’d cry reading this. Thank you. I appreciate your kind words.

*big hugs*

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