Moving on..
Well my bff has decided to move. I know it's what she's wanted for a while, like since she got here, so one the one hand I'm happy for her, but on the other I'm terribly sad. I will miss her like mad but even worse I'll miss the kids. As you grow up you expect to move on to move away from friends, for them to marry, or you to (unless you're, ya know, me) but my life took a side turn about 15 years ago. I was like many twenty-somethings living with my friends when my sister got pregnant. She had a beautiful little boy whom I adored, as did my bff and anyone who laid eyes on him!! Then 4 months later he died. I'm not going to tell that story a. if you read my blog you already know it b. it's long and depressing. After Aaron died the night before his funeral we found out my bestie was pregnant with my eldest godson. Almost 8 months later Duncan was born, now I love all three of my godsons, each one in a special way but Duncan is extra special. He was where ...