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5-10-12
For the Boys...
Hello, my invisible friends! Does anyone actually read these? If you do, just say hi sometime!
Well, today's blog is short but sweet. A good friend sent me a letter and I think two people need to hear: I just want to dedicate one column to my sons. Not one moment goes by that I don't think about you. Not one moment goes by that I don't miss you. Every second of every day, I love you guys more than anything in the universe. I'm not afraid to say it and I dare anyone to tell me to my face that I am wrong.
I realize that you have been lied to (No, I am not dead or "far away in Texas"), lied to some more (your father was a(n) [insert insult here]), and those very small selfish people (you know who you are) who sell their shit to you and call it mineral water, are full of more hate for you than you think. Why would someone lie or say untruth? Boys, you are smarter than that. It profits their agenda for you to think I hate you.
I dare anyone to call me wrong. Come see me any time and say it to my face.
That's probably only one of many visits to this matter. Stand up to the bullies in your world. Demand they stop lying and hurting your feelings.
Keep the faith, brush your teeth, and remember—clean underwear. If you workout, go commando. And remember: I love you!
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