I hugged and kissed Owen goodnight and said, “I love you.”
“I know. You always love me,” he said exasperatedly. “But Mom, I want to do what I want to do when I want to do it!”
2018 week one - The first week of the year has slipped away. Slipped? Flown? Hmm, neither is accurate. It was a full week, an intense week of long phone calls dealing with...
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