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When I pick you up from daycare and we try to leave, little girls chase you down the hall and squeal your name. They wrap you in their arms and little gold stars twinkle and rain down on your beaming smiles. I think Look at you matter. Look at how much you matter in the world. I can't believe you didn't exist before 5 years ago. Who can fathom? You are so firmly entrenched in the world. You're a stone tossed in my pond. Your ripples hit all my edges. It's wrong to say there was life before you. Your mark runs through my entire biography. Impossible?  Read more >