December 2020
Nutshell
I wrote my New Years Eve blog and read it three times. It was dark, ugly and deep. I named it what I did becuase one of the last lines said, "And that, my friends, is 2020 in a nutshell".
No one needs to read that. Everyone already knows. My husband and son both agreed I should sit on a few more hours before I hit the publish button. I'm glad I listened.
I fixed it.
I like it. I hope you do too.
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I thought 2019 was bad. I blogged about it HERE.
Mayo
My child is 22, almost 23 but he is still my baby.
He graduated FSU last Spring, cum laude with a major in English and a minor in Biology.
He lives on is own, pays all his bills and is totally independent.
Except for when it come to issues with his heart. On this, his dad and I insist on walking that path with him. And he doesn't try to stop us.
Thank you, Nicholas for allowing us to tag along.