Daffodil Letters: LJ

LJ, I have been meaning to do this for a couple days, but you know why I wasn’t able to. Where can I possibly start with this letter? Well, you drive me nuts, as I’m sure I drive you nuts, in all ways, in all senses. We have had our fights, our shouting matches, our […]

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Daffodil Letters: Little B

Little B, You were born at a time of fear, uncertainty, and stress. We didn’t know what direction we were heading in. We didn’t know how we were going to make ends meet. You were (and continue to be) the exact opposite of your brother. Where he is quiet, you are loud. Where he is […]

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The Daffodil Story

There is a church down the street from where I grew up that had a line of daffodils that bloomed every spring at the edge of their property, and for as long as I can remember, I picked several daffodils and would bring them home to my mother. Some may say I should have been […]

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