Happy Mothers Day to the most incredible mom in the world. Thanks for letting me be a loser with my friends and live my dream. And thank you for being supportive of it over the last 20+ years.
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Happy Mothers Day to the most incredible mom in the world. Thanks for letting me be a loser with my friends and live my dream. And thank you for being supportive of it over the last 20+ years.

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Toto ? -Oui, Maman. -C’est toi qui a appris tous ses vilains gros mots à ta petite sœur ? -Non, maman je lui ai juste appris tous ceux qu’il ne fallait pas dire!
Trois sœurs se préparent pour sortir. Au moment de franchir la porte, leur mère leur demande -Où allez-vous ? -Nous sortons avec nos fiancés, maman. -Qu'allez-vous faire ? La première répond :- Moi, quand je sors avec Henri, on rit. La seconde dit :-Moi, quand je sors avec Charles, on parle ! Et la troisième annonce - Moi, quand je sors avec Blaise.. Sa mère ne lui laisse pas terminer sa phrase :- Non! Toi, tu restes ici !
i love you, so much. it’s hard to believe sometimes, but i know you love me too.
“do you trust me?” i ask.
“of course.” you say.
dear god i hope so. i love you too much to lose you, too.

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sometimes, i wonder why i ever bother to stay around, to keep going. but then i remember: you’re here. and that’s more than enough a reason.
i can't give you everlasting joy, i don't really have that to give. i can't give you a heart free of pain, not when mine is still so badly hurt. i can't give you a perfect day, a perfect smile, because all my edges are sharp and jagged, fit to cut anybody if they mishandle me for even a moment. i can't give you perfection in our talks, because my thoughts will race as they wont to do and avoid proper rationale to jump at the opportunity of being without wires to hold my jaw in place.
but i can give you sanctuary. i can give you a hideaway from trouble when it comes charging for you. i can give you protection from the demons that weigh your soul on a rigged scale. i can give you an open hand, a warm smile. i may not have everything that you could want, but i can give you my time.
it's not perfect, but... it's the best i can do. i hope it's enough.
thank you for staying. thank you for believing in me. you don't know how much that means to me.