Monday, August 27
Kingston, my brother of seven, calls me on my phone today crying. this is strange because i have never really seen him upset. he's really independent and self-confident. he told me the new little miniture pomeranian puppy my mom got fell off the counter, broke it's neck, and died three minutes later. this is the first time my siblings have really delt with death. who knows, there might be a purpose to this yet. my step-dad has cancer and my mom told me today it's spread to his liver. i don't think my siblings fully grasp this yet. pray for them. i think they are going to start growing up a little faster than they want to.
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woa
praying.
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