A Letter to My Son, the Infinite Dreamer


Dearest BooBoo,

I’ve pretty much lived my whole life without a dream. Sure, I wanted to marry a good man, birth some beautiful babies, maybe even live in a nice house and take a vacation once and a while, but I never dared to dream about these wants beyond face value. That was until you came along, dear son. You did more than fulfill a selfish want in me; you taught me to dream. [read more…]

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