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Sunday, February 20, 2011

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Posted on 8:07 PM by Unknown
Words hover on the tip of my tongue fingers, but I withhold them because I know they will sound as bitter as they taste.
I try not to waste much time feeling bitter. I don’t want any life but my own. Really, I don't.
I just want her to have one too.
We need a cure for Batten Disease immediately, if not sooner.
One way you can help find it is by placing a Thirty One Gifts order (through Heather Sola) before the end of the month.  Twenty five percent of each purchase will go to BDSRA to fund research (see the Current Fundraisers tab for more info). 
I chose square utility totes for Celie and Tuck to use as Easter baskets this year.

JEB
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