… that moment his childhood “ride or die” best friend sends you this little treasure that his own Grandmother dug up from his childhood nostalgia. This is one of the sweetest things I’ve ever seen with my own eyes. As I look at it, I can actuality picture that little first grade, blonde-haired, blue-eyed husband of mine seated behind his desk at Memorial Elementary drawing this “Superman” … and … I smile … as big and bright as possible! So thankful for this gift today. If only he’d known that one day he really would be “Superman”!
The Diary Of My Perfection 
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