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Sunday
12Apr2009

to my son on easter

love you all the way to where we are going.
all the way from the start.
you are the first person i think about in the morning
and the last person i hug before i go to sleep.
you are too old for bunnies with flannel ears
N too smart for the playboy bunny.
but nobunny loves you like the genuine original easter bunny

 

april 16th 2009. a thursday.

i found out  yesterday for sure that my son eli at 16 years old, committed murder against his own baby. AShley aborted my grandchild in late february. for those sins HE died. such a waste, such a loss. A statement of anger and fear against us. the moral implications stun me. i couldn't stop weeping. Hevanu Shalom Alechem

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