Mother’s Day, she comes in with a bunch of beautiful roses, Champagne and a heat-shaped macaroon.
I am not the mother. She came in my life as a student and transformed as a friend.
Now, that’s close to perfection. That’s Julie! This blog is dedicated to her. She kicked my toosh and pushed me into this. I guess that’s what kids do in your life?
Only because you’re worth it my friend 😉