23 November 2008

my mom

Mother’s always know…

Before my mom left today, she gently cupped my face and, looking intently in my eyes, told me to not be afraid of asking her or my father for help—that they were here for me and want to help me out in any way possible.

She is so sweet; I just wish there was a way they could help me out, but as of now, I don’t see it.

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