One is in his room and I am no longer loved, one is in the library and we are no longer best friends, and moments ago, one was having a dramatic, ear-shattering tantrum because I wouldn't let her take the dirty diaper out of the trash to play with. But then I was followed by an angel who very recently just received her wings, chanting: "love you." It does get better, thank goodness!
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