There are warm cookies in her office but I miss the chance because I go home to rest. That loss is a good one. And it's possible that every day is another day of pushing past a loss of you didn't think you could breathe. There are obviously no answers here.
But last night she pushed past some fears and into bleachers and in front of people and there she was doing the best she could. It was good.
Today I am grateful for a kid with a camera and a want to.
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