A card from M1 came in the mail yesterday. I was surprised and didn’t think that she would write to me because we Skype and WhatsApp just about everyday. It was a Mother’s Day card that my firstborn made for me albeit two weeks late. But does it matter that it came late?
It’s the thought that matters. And when I opened it and read it, I cried.
It moved me beyond words and made me realize I did good. She’s all grown up and appreciates all the goodness that I instilled in her.
Tears are welling up again as I am thinking about it. Sniff…
Angieneering 
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