Happy Birthday, Son.
Playing in Pueblo....
Posing in uniform.......
I love you forever. But, you already knew that. You were worth all of those hours and the huge gianormous scar where they ripped my body open to pull you out. Never feel any guilt for all the pain and agony I went through.
Ever.
Monday, December 1, 2008
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Many happy biddays to you as well, Quin.
And to the son, of course.
Bless ya both.
Am on an iffish mood in life. As long as it shines, make hay. or something.
Umm yes, Happy Birthday. That's all I'm going to say. Ahem.
Tralalala......
I always felt it's equally important to honor the Mom on a kid's B-day. So best wishes to you too, Quin.
A most touching tribute of your love, Quin.
Omg, Quin, are you part Jewish Mother?
;-)
Many happy returns to both of you!
a~i can understand that
cd~you have his address!
bud~many thanks... all of them are a blessing
cr~he loves me back as fiercely
peter~i'm worse. i took films and will SHOW THEM if necessary
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