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January 21, 2009



"...how blessed he is that even in the throes of his most difficult moments, he can stop to appreciate the language of things, the poetry in a piece of velcro."

This is truly lovely, Susan. Sending hugs and a hope that things are getting a bit better for Isaac at school. xo

drama mama

And how lucky he is to have a mother who understands the poetry in *him*.

Such a great kid.


What a lovely post, Susan! Been thinking of you, your kind heart, your warm smile, your funny nylons (thank you, again, for including me)...just wanted to check in.


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