jeudi, mars 09, 2006
  where do you go with your broken heart in tow
Devin's mom remains in the hospital fighting for her life. Her prognosis is far from certain. This week has paradoxically passed by in a blur and somehow a numbing slow-motion. She's not my mother, but I swear, I can feel his pain. His fear and sadness are so real to me because I know him so well and have seen the depth of his emotion and sensitivity. The boy was raised right - kind and gentle and giving - and now he faces losing the woman who molded him.
 
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