As I exited the airport and texted my cousin, Jeff where he could find me to pick me up, “Little Me” was filled with much anticipation. 'Will he like me? Will there be any connection? How is he feeling about today? Is he anxious about this visit, after all, it was MY idea. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea. Oh my, what if this goes badly?'
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This blog makes me cry whenever I read it. Starts with doubt and ends with so much hope and love. It reminds me of each of us nuggets. We started this with doubt, nerves, or worry…and as we’re walking through, we’re being filled with so much hope, resolve and love! Love you MM💛 I’m proud of you
WE SURVIVED AND WE WIN!
I love that.