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Thursday, March 3, 2011

My boys...

I wish I could have seen into your futures, and done whatever it took to save you from all the heartbreak. I wish I would have had more time to record, in my memory, the sounds of your laughter. I wish there was a time machine I could climb aboard and change something to make my guys life better.
Wishing is fruitless, I know. Regret is too. My love for you, is not. I love you, my boys. I will always love you!