I remember silly jokes, daddy requests and songs,
Back when my girl could talk.
I remember twirling till I was dizzy, pushing till it seemed the swingset would collapse,
Back when my girl could move.
I remember the world looking different, colors more vibrant, and noticing things I would have overlooked,
Back when my girl could see.
I remember the hugs, the kisses, changing diapers and brushing teeth,
Back when I could hold my boy.
I remember seeing myself,
Back when I could see my boy.
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many prayers still being lifted up for complete healing for Ani.
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