Wishing
our friend, Brinda Baxley
me
my daughter, Mary Ellen
and I'm still here.
(struggling with the need, want or desire to have a man in my life)
(both had grape abhors)
(Just before the 1st day of 1st grade, my daughter fell off her bike and had to start school with a large scuffed cheek. She was worried but of course, everything worked out just fine.)
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