This morning you cried as I left you to fall to sleep in your crib. Seeing that you were not settling, I picked you up in my arms. You turned your head to hide your eyes in my shirtsleeve, let out a sigh of relief and immediately fell asleep.
4 months, 4 years, 40 years, no matter what life brings, may you always trust your heart to call on me as a place of safety, to let go and relax.
mom
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