-Washington Irving My son, Christopher, turns 24 this week. My earliest memory of our relationship was when we were getting ready to leave the hospital after his birth. I had this incredible feeling of intense anquish; at that moment, I knew that he would leave me someday. This little person whom I fell in love… Continue reading ” There is an endearing tenderness in the love of a mother to her son that transcends all other affections of the heart.”
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