It's not a cure, but it's close. My mom sent it. She understands.
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5 comments:
*drool*
Yay for your mom!
Moms know!
The therapeutic power of chocolate should not be overlooked. XOXO
Dear Birdie,
Oh, I am so sorry to hear about your diagnosis. Patrick brought me up to speed. I am praying for you in every direction at once. Laceyland is in your corner . . . Mary
I am very glad you are getting love and support.
And antioxidants - like in chocolate.
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