I'm thankful for my son.
Under my adolescent outer appearance, lies a grumpy ornery old woman. Fortunately, The Toddler is changing all of that.
His innocence has a considerably positive influence on my cynicism and because of him, I'm gradually obtaining the virtue of patience. A virtue that used to be beyond my grasp.
Listening to Calum's genuine laughter and watching him grow, the lens on my glasses are turning rosier by the day.
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