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Last week, we are driving to school and I glance at you in the rearview mirror. I can’t believe you are almost ten, I say. Why? You ask. I don’t know, I say. Sometimes, you still feel new to me. ** You are not new, though. I mean, you are, but you are not. Ten...
Before you were born I heard a similar story from many mothers who had gone before me. The story went something like this: The instant you hear that baby cry, you will feel it–a kind of love you’ve never experienced before. Thinking about it now, I see the pressure in such statements. The assertion that,...
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