Page 96 - Anonymous
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One moment you're holding onto
their plump little fingers as you guide
them to walk, and then, you're no longer
the center of their universe. Instead,
you're one of the many stars in it. Still,
as parents, I can only hope we burn the
brightest.
“Hey, Mom.” Willow runs back
inside and places a chaste kiss on my
cheek, “I’ll miss you.” My heart soars
