Maggie May! Thank you for stopping by Casa Hice and leaving a comment. I'm so flattered! And yes, what a coincidence that we both posted photos of our sons playing guitar. Great minds think alike - obviously!
Great shot. Hey, maybe Dakota would be interested in viewing some videos of my nephew's band. He is Noah Holtgraves, the lead guitar/singer on the left in the videos.
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Maggie May! Thank you for stopping by Casa Hice and leaving a comment. I'm so flattered! And yes, what a coincidence that we both posted photos of our sons playing guitar. Great minds think alike - obviously!
PS: Nice looking progeny, by the way.
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You know, never believe first feeling about that country..It's a jungle and all the humans are punishers and selfish..
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I wear my sunglasses at night!
Thank you for the reminder.
Amen.
At least that's how I tried to raise mine. And it has worked.
Excellent, Maggie. Just excellent.
Great shot. Hey, maybe Dakota would be interested in viewing some videos of my nephew's band. He is Noah Holtgraves, the lead guitar/singer on the left in the videos.
Maybe tomorrow, maybe next Monday, maybe in ten years...someday he will remember all the love you poured into raising him.
Children know when they are loved, and it changes their lives.
Keep being who you are, Maggie May. There will come a day when he will recognize your love as love.
Hang in there. All of you.
You are such a loving mom. I wish there would be more like you. And such true advice. That Anne Sullivan really knows what she's saying.
Words to reflect on, for sure.
That is a fantastic quote...yet another notecard on my bathroom mirror!
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