Amy Jo Barker

Amy Jo Barker

One day, a few years ago when he was small, my youngest son gave me a flower. It wasn’t any ordinary flower-giving. It was a great effort inspired by love and a little boy’s big heart. Pure happiness shining in his blue eyes, little arm extended, he handed it to me. “Here, Mommy!” he said with a grand and beautiful little-boy smile.

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