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My son lost his Dad on September 22, 2018. Last week, a kid at school made fun of him for it. They were working in a group in music class. Just four students…
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During the past week alone, my son has twice woken up in the middle of the night, completely traumatized. He has vivid, horrific nightmares of his dad dying (he lost him in 2018,…
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I call my son a sour patch kid. He can be sour sometimes, but his heart is pure sweetness. As I was changing into comfy clothes after a long day, I noticed a…
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The Sweet Title Was Local Author Pays Loving Tribute to Her Son My son and I made the front page of the local newspaper for When You Lived in My Belly! I wrote…
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My son–my sun–turned 9-years-old yesterday, and, for the first time ever, he didn’t run down the hall to greet me with a kiss at 6:00 a.m. (due a terrifying medical emergency I had…
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My beloved 8-year-old son lost his father 8 months ago. At such a tender, impressionable age, he hand selected the dapper suit and tie he would wear to his dad’s funeral, he delivered…
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I woke up on Mother’s Day at 6:45 a.m. to a symphony of sneezes well within my personal spray zone. My son went in for a kiss with a messy cold and completely…
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