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“I want my mommy,” I repeated, sobbing, while the visitors looked on, not knowing what to say.

Although I didn’t get to choose these circumstances, I’ve been granted a gift

I did this crazy six-people-to-three-functioning-devices scramble in the spring. I thought we were finally heading back to normal

The doorbell rings. No one rings the doorbell to our house unless they’re FedEx or UPS

My daughter’s face lights up. Yes. She’s going to teach me! Look at that, she’s got the coolest mommy!

Even as a child, I knew we didn’t have real grandparents