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Every birthday, from the time I was very small, I waited at the door for my father, until the candles would burn down almost too small, and he never came.
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Yesterday I moved some furniture around to start pulling this room together. The baby side is pretty much set. I am going to sell the green dresser and move Ali’s vintage mid-century modern dresser in here just as soon as we get a bigger dresser for her room. 301 more words
I get questions about fostering on a pretty regular basis. People are curious, or they’re thinking about it, or they are in it and wonder if they should be. 2,163 more words