On Mother's Day especially, I thought a great deal about my sons. They could not be more different from one another, but I catch glimpses of myself in both of them (whether they would agree with that or not). I am proud of their accomplishments and even more proud of the struggles they have overcome in their relatively young lives. There will be more hurdles ahead and many more accomplishments. I pray that they surpass all of my earthly achievements and fly higher than I ever dared to. They are my children, a place where my heart resides always, and I want only the very, very best for them both. I believe boys, I believe.
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