She gave me the name mom, she was my first born, my only girl, she has grown up to be such a beauty, so witty, loving, and a damn good volleyball player. She is blossoming daily, turning into a mini me. Is that a good thing or a bad thing?
My hopes and dreams are that she will be successful at whatever she decides to do. So far she is becoming pretty successful at this...
My one true love when I was her age was volleyball. I didn't do much with it. I hope that by us giving her the chance to play more intensely be coached more thoroughly play more competitively that this will take her to many places, successful, fulfilling places.
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