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Every night my daughter and I pile books upon my bed and crawl next to each other. She snuggles up against me. I kiss her head. Then I read to her until her heart’s content. Sometimes it lasts only five minutes; usually it goes on for a half hour.

Last night, after I read to her, we said our nightly prayer. I placed her into her crib. I sang her a few songs. And as I left the room I bid her goodnight and told her I loved her. She shouted back, “G’night! Wuv you!” It’s the first time she’s told me that she loves me and my heart nearly burst.




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