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I was lying in my bed with third day hair and stinky teeth, alternating between high fever and chills. I had missed my son's 14th birthday and the only snow of the season. I had missed Reed's piano recital as well as church and all that that entails. Driving the bus, singing in the choir, teaching Sunday School with Jason. I couldn't meet a single obligation I had made. And it it occurred to me, this is the Leslie that God loves. I need to learn to love her too.
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