Cocoa butter….on my heart
This one still resonates..
I am the often proud, sometimes unhappy, but full of joy mother of two boys; 17 and almost 21 years of age…. Like most parents, raising them were at times hairy; nights were spent filled with worry when a fever spiked, an infection got worse or they struggled to learn something new and my heart broke from wanting to help, all while recognizing they had to do some things on their own. The oldest is very quiet and reserved. As a baby, strangers would stop us in the store and tell us he had such an old soul. He followed most rules, went to pre-school at 3 and is now a rising Senior in college.
When his brother was born 8 weeks premature at 3 pounds, he stepped in at four, to try and help by washing the baby bottles ( Had to redo them but it was the thought that counted) and…
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