Hug #1
She folds into my body as if she belongs. Her warmth makes me smile as I hold her gently, allowing her scent to fill me. It feels so good. But then, when we are both so comfortable, she raises her head and reaches out for her mother.
Hug #2
He holds me gently, as I cry. He knows it's been difficult dealing with the upcoming changes, the fight for control over what is best for a young mind, the unpredictability of it all. He understands the need to let it go.....let it all go.....................
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