It’s -41, my daughter gave her lunch to a homeless child and the world hurts my heart today.

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Shortly after lunch, my phone rang. I glanced over, expecting it to be a client. My daughter’s number — I pick up.

She’s upset. Just the way she said Mom, I know.
I’m a Mom. We know in one word.




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