maybe it hurts when you read these things, but i hold it all in until it just springs, i really don't mean to be overbearing, but each day seems a year when to you i cant sing, of the missing and blissing that you bring to me, all the joy and excitement anticipating, i wish i cared less and could just let you be, hate me! i'm crazy, caring is not free.
MoM journey is hard to describe but one of the greatest things is that I have met some awesome MoM's. With their encouragement I have kept writing and sharing. One very special MoM created this. She took a pic of my son and I with our first hug after bootcamp and added the poem. I hope she truly knows that she has played a huge part in my dreams of sharing my simple words. Thank you Laurie!!