Bittersweet 

Watching my twenty-two-year old grow up is one thing if anything, and that is bittersweet. You want them to stay small, but you want them to conquer the world too.

Ah my beautiful blonde Madison, take on the world and remember that everything that comes to you is a gift from the Lord above just as you were to me.

Love Mom. 


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