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My Family.
90. Present
I looked at the two of them, curled together in my mother’s rocking chair, one pink haired, one turquoise and my heart swelled. I was choked with love, cemented in the present moment, with no desire for time to move on. How could I ever have risked not having them both? As tears ran down my cheeks, words sprang to my lips;
“Thank you.”
“What for?”
“For loving me, for not giving up on us, for Teddy.”
“You beautiful, silly man. You and I, we, are a perfect fit. I fit you and you fit me. And this one completes us.”
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