It had to be done, when I was overwhelmed
I remember when I held my firstborn for the first time. It was an overwhelming feeling. I was afraid to lift him for fear of doing something wrong. Shortly after…
I remember when I held my firstborn for the first time. It was an overwhelming feeling. I was afraid to lift him for fear of doing something wrong. Shortly after…
A comment on my 5th-grade report card still strikes me when I think of it today: "Lea does not take correction well." Ouch! Those comments written more than 40 years…