Last thing I ever expected was a Mother's Day gift from Nastia, but that is exactly what I got, and obviously done carelully, over quite a bit of time. I truly attribute this to all the work she has done in therapy to deal with her terrible-and-yet-part-of-her mother, and me (trigger-incarnate).
God love my dear, damaged, little girl, nevertheless struggling to love.
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| So, this is the packet, all hand colored. |
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| Inside a message, could be "deeper" but who is complaining? |
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| There is a bouquet of roses! |
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| All carefully-crafted little shrinky-dinks. |
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