For, while the tale of how we suffer, and how we are delighted, and how we may triumph is never new, it always must be heard. There isn't any other tale to tell, it's the only light we've got in all this darkness.
Happy 4 months, sweet Mila. So wish you were here in your parents' arms instead of in all of our hearts. xo
Happy 4 months, sweet Mila. So wish you were here in your parents' arms instead of in all of our hearts. xo
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