Sunday, January 6, 2008BLINDED BY LOVEFrom the moment they bounded out of the car, into my arms, shrieking "grandma, grandma", my life became theirs for the taking. It was as though, in an instant, I became blinded by their exuberance, enveloped in their world, and all my own concerns, the usual distractions of my professional and... Sign in to see full entry.posted by Cynthia at 8:38 AM Comments (8) (link) |
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