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Dear Children, I am so amazed at how forgiving you are. And how willing you are to love so much. I am proud of you. Dear School, I am not ready for you to start. Not. Yet. School supplies are killing me! I have only bought for 3 of them, but still, there is more to be done. 2- 8th graders, 6th, 5th, 2- 3rd, and a 1st grader. It will be a busy year. Dear Hailey, you have had to deal with so many grown up things. You do your best. And I am so proud of you. Dear Stuff, there is just too much stuff to do. I make a list and still somehow to forget to make that phone call or schedule that appointment. Or forget about an appointment all together. Oh, my aging memory. Dear Crazy, oh there is some craziness going on over here! I decide to go in my room for some "quiet" and somehow everyone ends up in my room on our bed being crazy. Rubber band guns, pillows, squealing, screaming, spanish, cameras, laughing, laughing until your eyes leak water, ect. Oh, you know just the normal stuff that happens when you have 7 kids. It's all silliness I tell you! Dear Ma, Happy Birthday! Tomorrow, that is. I hope you have the best day. We must celebrate in a few days when I get there. I Love You. Dear Will, I don't like being apart for so long. Lets not do that again, well, after this next time I have to leave again. Maybe you will miss me as much as I miss you if I keep leaving town? So, I guess we could say we visited the jail and stood before a judge in the basement of the court house this week haha sounds so suspicious. I love you Will. I'm pretty sure you know that:) Dear Self, I don't like to see my kids sad and hurt. It hurts me. There's no way to save them from the trials of life, but I can't even describe the gratitude I have for the blessings the Lord gives us. We are never alone, especially in our heartaches. My family is absolutely everything to me. We cry and we laugh together and everything in between. Our house is full of love. I couldn't ask for anything better.
