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Friday, January 11, 2013

Keith

Minutes slowly go by as the precious thoughts of us being together once again remain in my mind. The comforting images of you takes hold of my soul and through my eyes I visualize the time I had with you before you had to go; taking a part of me with you.I realize I need you so much because I love you. There's no other person I'd rather be with, no other person I'd rather be loved by, no other person I'd rather love or miss than you!~!  For My Son Keith.
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I suppose I will be honest here. I had many plans and dreams when I was younger. I worked in Healthcare until I was 25. I had a son that was 5 years old at the time. I had a major breakdown and was diagnosed with PTSD and Bipolar. I was put on disability while in a hospital. I am still ashamed of it but it is what it is. I had to send my son to Knoxville to live with my aunt and uncle due to being on so many meds. I could no longer care for him. It was the absolute hardest thing I've ever had to do. I miss hhim everyday. He is now 15. I am a lesbian and have been with my wife for 5 years! We are very happy together. She has a 17 year old and a 8 year old. I help with her 8 year old. It's hard though because it makes me miss my son even more. I guess that's all my background info. Thanks.
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