"A mom-heart doesn’t change just because her kids are adults. And no one can ever take that spot in a child’s heart... grown or not. As I’ve gotten older, my mom still does the same motherly things she’s always done, now for me and my babies. She still stands outside, rain or shine, and waves goodbye as we leave."
I was raising my own worst nightmare. Smack dab in the middle of my brood of five kids, was a charismatic, sassy, leggy, blonde, dance-y, athletic girl oozing confidence...
"I'm preparing myself for the school shooting. I can't wait," he wrote. "I need to get the biggest fatality number I possibly can. I need to make this count... I'm learning from past shooters/bombers mistakes, so I don't make the same ones."
"I want to show these people exactly what's going on when these children are facing bullets flying through classrooms and students are dying trying to get an education."