The twins have graduated high-school.
We had balloons, posters, streamers and photos. I have the largest knot in the world in my throat. My boys are grown men. They have never been arrested, hurt or damaged.
They are multiiracial, speakers of THREE languages: tow ers of the line; Mommy’s boys, respectful to elders and grownups. Doers of dishes, laundry and babysitting…… and they know;when all else fails… they were loved.
I had one great sister friend in Sweden who left us, but know this..Mamma and Pappa will not leave you.
I love you, sons. Your Pappa, sisters, aunts and uncles do too. We are proud.