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Mother, Child, and Big Love

Sometimes I think about how much I love Rufus. I think about how the sound of his cry makes me shoot out of bed and go running down the hallway. I think about how much I ached and yearned for him when I thought he might not be at all. I think about how a giggle from him, the arch of an eyebrow, can undo me completely

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