life
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My Dearest Tito, Today…you turned THIRTEEN, a teenager. A milestone that deserves balloons, confetti, and long talks about life and becoming…I bet you got the best from your dad and more. Although I couldn’t be there to celebrate beside you, I celebrated you anyway—in my heart, in my prayers, and in every thought of you
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I wish I could sit beside you for a moment, not to warn you or change anything, but just to tell you: you are going to be okay. Even though you don’t have all the answers right now, it’s okay, you don’t need to. You’re doing the best you can with what you know…and that’s
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