Vivian, look at yourself. About 6 years ago, I had no idea what I was getting into. I was nervous, asking all of those idiotic first time mom questions. (Will it hurt? Oh course . How will I know it’s time? You will. Hoooo doggie you will .) I dreamt of you. One night I dreamed your name was Vivian and we spoke of magical mundane things and you held my hand as we crossed the street. You were six, well spoken, witty and amazing. Oh darling, how marvelous it is to have a dream come true.
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