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though. It's the Purple Pants. It's the Purple Pants. Hello, hello, and welcome back to the Purple Pants

podcast Barb's message. I serve as your humble and oh so gracious host, Bryce Isaiah, and I thank you so much for

tuning in to this month's Barb's message. If you could be so kind to ensure you are

subscribed to the Purple Pants podcast, we are available on Apple Podcasts, Google Podcasts,

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I am not seeing enough comments. I'm not seeing enough likes on the podcast. Please know that this podcast is a labor of love

and especially this exclusive Barb's message. I really want to share with the posse that

Barb's message comes from my mother.

I am sharing my mother that has given me life to the podcast.

And so many people talk about it when they see me in person.

But I really want your actions to reflect in some of the metrics because these messages that my mom shares

are very deeply personal to her and take a lot out of her. We haven't had a barb's message

in a very long time. On my social media, I've shared about the loss of our family dog, Sunshine.

My mom has taken that very hard, and it's been hard for me as a son to support my mom during that process of her losing sunshine. We all lost sunshine,

but I felt like my mom really lost sunshine. Y'all know how I feel. My mom and sunshine had a

very weird relationship. My mom, know how I feel. My mom and Sunshine had a very weird relationship. My

sunshine was like my sister. My Sunshine got all the things that I never got. But Sunshine

provided my mom with a companionship, with a unconditional love that maybe my mom has never experienced.

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