Several friends of mine are going through the painful part of relationships right now--poor communication, bad break-ups, sad endings. The kinds of things that make us not want a relationship. I've been there, too, of course. I found this photo today that I took of my children, Britt and Anna, several years ago. Sometimes when I've just talked with one of them, or am just thinking about some memory of them as children, I can hardly contain the emotions.
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surfed in from Dripping Time.
Its tough when they grow up. My oldest son is 17, senior in high school. He's always been real independant anyway but dang when he became a man it sure rocked my world. Now I Abide and look forward to his rare visits (he is finishing up his senior year at a boarding school he won a scholarship to).
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