So life just keeps getting better for my M.
This morning she finds out on August 6 she gets her [teeth] braces off.
She once described herself as a cracked glass. I thought of her more as my black bird--now I sing to her:
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.
Spread those wings, set sail my Maddi-Phyl.
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