If I could return... just to share a cry with you, to sit in silence, then sigh together, if I could be there, too, to see winter coming, and determine to be brave, to summon our resolve, and sew intently, and cook purposefully, and do good things with you, I just know it would all feel a lot better.
My son, then about 4 years old, was being his wild self right at bedtime. I said, "no more monkey business!" in my best stern-mom voice, and he looked me gleefully in the eye and declared, "infinity more monkeys!"
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If I could return... just to share a cry with you, to sit in silence, then sigh together, if I could be there, too, to see winter coming, and determine to be brave, to summon our resolve, and sew intently, and cook purposefully, and do good things with you, I just know it would all feel a lot better.
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