This is it. I must endure every wave until this child comes to fruition. There is no going back - a road with no u-turns, a train that will not fall off its tracks. No stopping. The end. The beginning.
The emotions are mixed.
AND THEN I REALIZED...
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AND THEN I REALIZED, I WAS-----
Sitting in an easy chair with a hot cup of coffee watching my three great
granddaughters open their Christmas pres...

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