it's going to be a fabulous Sunday when it rolls in soon. I have been waiting and not too patiently for her to come home. Lobo has had fun and is sick from it. She will have to learn through the same school of hard knocks you and I have that she has boundaries and to cross them means to suffer however immensely the fates deem proper.
I can blame her father and I can blame myself for giving her this disease or I can blame whomever but it all comes down to what matters most to her and what she plans to do with her life. She can't wallow in the sun and pick flowers in the daytime anymore than most of you would swim in a pool of sulfuric acid(yes I know some would just 'cause)while it eats away at your flesh. She will have to accept who and what she is like the rest of us and decide for herself if those boundaries are worth crossing and when they are worth it.~mobe's love to her all and her all to her loves.
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