And the amount of support I have gotten while doing it is amazing. This is a rose my neighbor clipped and dropped in my kitchen window. Not pictured: cheering e-mail from friends old and new; home cooked dinners; answer to crazed phone and text messages; visits from people who will sit close to me; a baby I borrowed just to hold.
Live is beautiful, ya'll.
1 comment:
I don't see no baby
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