| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - ttle blue cap to show me the red fuzz that covered his head. grandmom was a red-head.my son is my peace... a glimpse into how God is with us no matter the circumstance whether in birth or death or any moment in between.that is the real blessing of children; and for that matter the blessing of being a mommy: suddenly God enters into your life in a whole new way, an unexplainable, miraculous way.isa
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