We used to revel in the "new perfect" that was our life. Raising a beautiful girl with multiple special needs showed us that "perfect" is all in our minds. Emily's life was perfect. It was happy, it was brilliant. She was social, outgoing, silly, and ticklish. Now we are learning to get through life without our "Perfect Peanut" in it. This is most certainly NOT a new kind of perfect.
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Yeah, sure, it was me. Once in a while, something tends to overcome my computer and make it do crazy things. Things like posting the same comment twice. If you look at what time both comments were posted, you'll see they were posted at the exact same time. I went ahead and deleted the second for two reasons. First, I'm anal like that and second, figured there was no need to say the same thing twice. Sorry to have weirded you out. :)
Oh that's funny. I came on here to say that this happened to me once and my friend confessed it was her because her comment for some reason came up twice. Then I see Keri fessed up for that exact reason! At least now you know!
Hahah thanks Keri. :)
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