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Confessions of a PTO Mom. Tuesday, March 29. Nothing Left to Say. I saw an old friend today, in the main office of my littlest's new school. It's not a school we are at by choice, but rather by no choice. If we'd had our wish, nothing would have changed. I didn't know this old friend was there when I entered the office. It was only during my brief conversation with office staff that I was aware of her behind me. I waited for her to say something. I didn't say a word. Confessions of a PTO Mom. What do you...

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Confessions of a PTO Mom. Tuesday, March 29. Nothing Left to Say. I saw an old friend today, in the main office of my littlest's new school. It's not a school we are at by choice, but rather by no choice. If we'd had our wish, nothing would have changed. I didn't know this old friend was there when I entered the office. It was only during my brief conversation with office staff that I was aware of her behind me. I waited for her to say something. I didn't say a word. Confessions of a PTO Mom. What do you...

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Confessions of a PTO Mom. Tuesday, March 29. Nothing Left to Say. I saw an old friend today, in the main office of my littlest's new school. It's not a school we are at by choice, but rather by no choice. If we'd had our wish, nothing would have changed. I didn't know this old friend was there when I entered the office. It was only during my brief conversation with office staff that I was aware of her behind me. I waited for her to say something. I didn't say a word. Confessions of a PTO Mom.

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Confessions of a PTO Mom: November 2014

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Confessions of a PTO Mom. Wednesday, November 19. Five years ago, you came to me. I wasn't ready for you, I sent you away. I didn't know what it would mean. What would be left. The pain is mine alone, I know. It's in my own eyes only. I see it daily, I can't look too deeply. In anyone's eyes. Not even. I can't let them see what's there. I can't bear to see myself. The scar that's left. I feel it every day. Confessions of a PTO Mom. Wednesday, November 19, 2014. Links to this post. Friday, November 7.

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Confessions of a PTO Mom: March 2016

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Confessions of a PTO Mom. Tuesday, March 29. Nothing Left to Say. I saw an old friend today, in the main office of my littlest's new school. It's not a school we are at by choice, but rather by no choice. If we'd had our wish, nothing would have changed. I didn't know this old friend was there when I entered the office. It was only during my brief conversation with office staff that I was aware of her behind me. I waited for her to say something. I didn't say a word. Confessions of a PTO Mom.

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Confessions of a PTO Mom: October 2015

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Confessions of a PTO Mom. Friday, October 23. Time doesn't heal all. Sometimes they're there,. Under the surface, and you think. Rip open wide again,. You wake up at night,. When you least expect. You are not you. Confessions of a PTO Mom. Friday, October 23, 2015. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Confessions of a PTO Mom. A wife learning how to be a wife. A mom learning how to be a mom. Me learning how to be me. View my complete profile. Everything happens for a reason.

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Confessions of a PTO Mom. Wednesday, July 16. Missing old friends who aren't part of our crazy little world any more. Forgiveness can replace the hurt, but sometimes they just can't be let back in. The love is always there. Confessions of a PTO Mom. Wednesday, July 16, 2014. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Confessions of a PTO Mom. A wife learning how to be a wife. A mom learning how to be a mom. Me learning how to be me. View my complete profile. Everything happens for a reason.

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