Sons are going on the big stage and mother can't breathe...
My son began to write rock songs
He plays the guitar and sings
He formed a band and brother joined
No lightweight garage band on flings
They put together a cd
And one year later, no lie
They open for a BIG BIG band
And mother can hardly breathe
But will try...
To remember the butterflies
When they first rode their bikes
Or hit a ball off the tee
And went to prom night
Oh no here it comes,
I still find it hard to breathe
I have to breathe...I know I do
But this sends
Chills up my spine
Motherhood comes with it thrills
Beyond belief! When boys dream dreams
That send them flying...
-anyone have a paper bag? Breathe in, breathe out....
The familiar lament of dual-career parents raising children is, "I just can't do it all." The Libra Solution provides an alternative - a more satisfying and sustainable work and life approach - to the overwrought modern day norm.
The familiar lament of dual-career parents raising children is, "I just can't do it all." The Libra Solution provides an alternative - a more satisfying and sustainable work and life approach - to the overwrought modern day norm.
Let this coming of age story of a boy named Bean take you back to a simple time. Set in a small southern town in the 1960's, encircled by a river and gleaming white cotton fields.
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Trixie :)
but they would be prouder if you
would relax, take a deep breath,
and breathe. You da-Woman!