Becky and Matt. When
they were little. Rough housing on the floor with them. Running to
meet me as I get home from work. Jumping into my arms so I can carry
them. Playing that game where I sit on the couch, wings spread, and if
they can charge and dive past me to touch the back of the couch they win.
Running. Giggling. Hugging.
We had that moment in time
every day for years. While it was happening, it seemed like it would go
on forever. Now it feels like it has been forever.
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