How blessed am I that my son is where I can look to see the light. The light of Jesus. At 16 he is more of a man than lots of grown people I know. He entered my name in the prayer requests today when I leaned over and said what did you say... He said mom I said you had a bad night, a bad week, a bad month, and a bad year... and next month is going to be so hard for you.
Love my boys.
Love my boys.
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