O sweet child, I can't imagine it's been four and more decades since I first held you in my arms - time sure flies!
You are my wild child. A truly free spirit. A divine gift. Miracle baby of mine.
Every single child is a gift. But you, my wild one, have rocked my world.
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| illustration of Max from "Where the Wild Things Are" by Maurice Sendak |
You taught me how to be a mom. To embrace the joys of motherhood.
