Fifteen years ago, this girl made an entrance to say the least. She took me out, while coming out. LOL, thankful the doctors brought me back and I was able to see the face I had been waiting to see for 9 months. Through all our bad days, I’m more excited for a great days! We laugh, joke, argue and cry together. But this is the first person to call me “Mommy” and I’m proud of that. Proud of who she has become (
an asshole, just like her mom) a good hearted and kind person.
Soon she will not only be driving me crazy, but driving around these streets. Happy Birthday Xaria!! I love ya!!