The littlest things…

There’s something about holding BJ’s hand that makes my heart melt. Maybe its the level of unwaivering trust that it represents… Or the reminder that I’m responsible for raising and providing my little ray of sunshine all that he needs to make it in this world. I’m instilling in him his morale compass by leading him through these detrimental years… Whatever the reason when he places his little hand in mine my heart melts…

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Published by Kris

Accountant, writer, runner and mother of a micro-preemie. I'd like to bring awareness to premature birth and the life changes that families encounter afterwards.

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