
It's a hard job but someone has to do it.

Life is Good.

I wasn't done Mom.

This one is for my uncle Jer.
Jameson David Blair here. These are the writings of my mother, based on her perceptions of how life is ever changing through my eyes. I was born March 1st, and since that grand exit my life has been flipped right-side-up. Thanks for reading about how I see my little world.
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