Kids (mine) . . . one of my favorite things

My Kids are fantastic. Perfect? No. Wonderful? Yes. They make me laugh, cry, pray, think, and rejoice. They uplift and frustrate me alternately. I feel extremely honored and privileged to be their mother. I am constantly amazed that three people with the same parents can be so different and yet so similar. They express the best of me and the worst of me -and they have so much promise I can hardly wait to see what awaits them.

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