As a mother, I do some things very, very well. I won't list them all here, but my children are loved and fed and clothed and they only get the occasional beating.
Every so often, in my life, an event occurs. I don't really have any control over it, I always find it terrifying, and it normally reduces me to a puddle of quivering sobs
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If you saw the title of this blog post and belted out "...All alone in the mooooonlight!" a la Betty Buckley, then... you would be like me. Ten points. Brava
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