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This one.  This one who pushes hard and questions thoughtfully and feels deeply and exasperates quickly and challenges every. single. thing. until I can hardly stand it, and then minutes later curls up in the crook of my legs while I nap on the couch and strokes my hair and “shhh”s his brothers because he knows I am tired to the bones.  This one is both the life of me and the (figurative) death of me.  Not sure I’d have it any other way.

SMD

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