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I’ll tell ya…

A lot happens in 24 months.

Teeth grow in.

Legs sprout.

Foreheads touch the top of the sign.

And mothers forget.

Forget that happiness is having both feet where gravity intended them.

Forget that a stomach and other organs abandoned in the sky is for the young.

Forget there is but one way down.

But sometimes mothers remember…

remember with a scream still on their lips that for these ones…in these moments…

it is okay to forget.

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