Happy Birthday my little Boy.
Today you are 22. I can’t touch you, hug you, or draw you a card. I can’t hear your voice or subject you to listening to my off key loud version of Happy Birthday. I haven’t seen you in just short of a year again. Last time I saw you, you were thinner, smaller, and still very angry with the 21 years of pain where I couldn’t make it better.
So here we are with the 3rd edition of Tell It Tuesday. (cue applause light now) In some dumbass brilliant flash of light I decided a few weeks or so ago I should offer advice on here every Tuesday in my new Feature “Tell it Tuesday”. Since I get a couple emails asking for it I figured […]
Do you ever get so focused so busy on something that you just want to say “WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY WANT” I mean you have screamed my name like a government form in triplicate and in different ways, in less than 2 minutes after the last time I stopped what I was doing to answer your last […]
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