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Another Day

Another day has come, and gone. The littles are asleep. I plop my butt down on the coach, and prop up my aching feet. I put on my favorite show, and smile with relief. While I take in the queit I can help but think. How lucky am I to hear little feet running down… Continue reading Another Day

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Dear Doctor.

I wish that I could tell you what it's like for me. How my hands get clammy, and I tremble quietly in my seat. I wish that I could tell you how I talk myself down. How I want to fall apart but theres to many people around. I wish that I could tell you,… Continue reading Dear Doctor.