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First Girl, Second Birthday


Second Girl, First Birthday

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  1. (((hugs)))
    Have been thinking about you so much!

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  2. Happy birthday to both of your girls. In heaven and on earth.

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  3. Such an emotional juxtaposition.

    Abiding with you and celebrating with you.

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  4. Wow. Tears. Of joy and of sadness. Beautiful.

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  5. Mourning with you.
    Celebrating with you.

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  6. Thinking of you and sending hugs.

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  7. Happy birthday to both of your sweet little girls.

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  8. You and your girls are in my thoughts.
    (I'll respond to your question on my blog via email in the coming days).
    (((hugs)))

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  9. Happy birthday to both your darling girls.

    (*HUGS*)

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  10. Happy birthday to your girls. Big hugs sent your way as you mourn the 2nd birthday and try to celebrate the first one for Figlia.

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  11. Happy Birthday to both your wonderful girls. (hugs)

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  12. Happy Birthday to both of your daughters. Thinking of you as you pass these two milestones.

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  13. My thoughts are with you and both your girls. Happy Birthday CBub. Happy Birthday Figlia. Much love.

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  14. Thinking of you and your girls. Hugs. Many hugs and much love.

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  15. Wow. Happy Birthday to CBub and Figlia. Hugs to you, mama.

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  16. This makes me so happy and so melancholy at the very same time.

    Abiding and celebrating with you.

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