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Today my son turned seven, and I turned 23. Yes, I had him on the day I turned 16. Many of the choices I made when I was a teenager were beyond foolish, and I still have my regrets. And even though I know I’ve grown, I sometimes I get worried that I’m bringing my son up wrong—that I’m somehow subconsciously passing my past foolishness on to him.
But today I took him to the park to celebrate our birthdays. 489Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBeczcSBLHB
He played for two hours with a girl who has burn scars that cover most of her neck and face. 489Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo6apYLF3Av
When my son took a break to eat a snack, 489Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG9ij2UaQMS
he pointed to her and said, 489Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU8ptBx8hwB
‘She’s really pretty and cool!’
Which left me thinking, 489Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs5JbvTd1AE
‘I must be doing something right as a mom.’
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