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Although I never met Zaida, I now feel his presence in my life

We’d always been best friends — until I learned one secret too many

 I struggle to hold back the tears. Tears for all the things she can never have again, do again

I closed my eyes and pictured the bassinet next to my bed and that the crying infant was my baby

Unfortunately, Mommy learned that “washable” is up for debate

No destinations penciled in. No times jotted down. No deadlines marked. Nothing