Sons are an heritage from the LORD, children a reward from him. Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are sons born in one's youth. Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them. PS 127:3-5a
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Well, tomorrow is the big day. I'm torn between disbelief and fear. The next 22 hours will go way too slow and way too fast.
I had a dream about Keith last night...you all were home and we had gone out to eat. The funny thing is that he had blonde hair and he would let me hold him...
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I ditto that!
I had a dream about Keith last night...you all were home and we had gone out to eat. The funny thing is that he had blonde hair and he would let me hold him...
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