Oh Time, you relentless son of a bitch.
Zoey's last year in elementary school. Ozzy's first. The only time they will overlap in school. A year of me holding back tears while I draw on lunch napkins, cars and skateboards, wondering when Zoey will want me to stop. I have always been an emotional fish, but this--this is some Cat's in the Cradle next level shit.
Wednesday, August 24, 2016
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