Some days I think, will I get through it...and others I know I will. Rebekah is my love, my little girl who sometimes I forget is only four and still a baby in some ways. She is perfect in every way and stubborn in every way. I feel like all I ever do is hit my head against the wall sometimes. I need to be more loving, more caring; both of which do not come so naturally to me. With God's grace and direction I am sure I will be OK. I love MY Bekah more than I can say. Her smile, her wit, her looks and stares, the way she argues with me and the way she needs to be babied. It is true she is one in me. What can I say, the Avocado did not fall far from the tree!
To my Rebekah -- I love you, I love you, I love you!
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