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Tales Of An Educated Debutante

on life, loss and the joy that rules the day.


 
 
 
 
 




 
The future is far away and scary, but today is lovely.

Adrian H. Wood, PhD


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Thursday, December 15, 2016 Adrian Wood Comments (1)

My name is Amos.

This is my friend Cecelia.

I used to go to her house two days every week and play with her and her nanny.

I miss her since I've gone to big boy school.

Only Cecelia and my mom call me by my nickname, Amy.

I can't say her name, but it doesn't matter.

Tonight we ran around and ate cookies together.

I have special needs, but she doesn't care one bit.

We helped each other be brave and sit on Santa's lap.

He wasn't so scary after all.

Life has a way of being like that, my mom says.

Thank you, God, for friends like Cecelia.


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Anonymous commented on 15-Dec-2016 07:26 PM
What a fabulous journey these two continue to take! She'll want his new "speech device" ... he may just give it to her as she obviously loves this guy. ❤️Moi

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