A Window to My Fears

Last night I checked in on the kids before heading to bed. Waverly was fast asleep on her back, hands crossed over her chest. Silent. Panic set in. I pulled down the sides of her bed and put my hand over her heart. It was beating - beautiful strong beats. I couldn't help but weep. Overcome by their eventual mortality. Every once in a while the fear creeps in and overwhelms me. It is all I can do to sit in the sadness for a short time, before forcing myself to bask in their life today.


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