It is my greatest wish that I might be able to spare my children from the kind of pain that takes root, buries itself deeply and hangs around for a lifetime.
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I visited him today.
His family had been to see him recently, as the grave site was covered in valentine's decor.
The 'Dad' spelled out in pink and red and white flowers tugged on my already fragile emotions.
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Like a big fuzzy bear, waking up from his long winter's slumber, we crawled out of our hibernation to greet the cool splash of sunshine on our faces.
Almost feeling like aliens who had never seen the sun before, we dizzily played on the cool playground equipment, and got reacquainted with its charm.
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Love is not proud
Love does not boast
Love after all
Matters the most
.
.
Love does not run
Love does not hide
Love does not keep
Locked inside
.
Oh how utterly important I am to the fabric of this family of mine.
So much so, that when I'm sick the whole family is affected. Funny how it took something like this to shine a spotlight on just how needed I am. And how I have a direct part to play in how the family functions, runs, performs.
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