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When the unexpected arrives
When the unexpected arrives

When the unexpected arrives

Today was a difficult day. Not with the boys, just me. I received some very sad and disturbing news, and I’m still processing it. I am fine, my family is fine, it was just a bludgeoning of the soul and I won’t say any more.

But I will say that tomorrow, my super sensitive son and I are going to have a very rough day.

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