I was showing Veronica something outside when she spied the first star of the evening. I explained wishing on a star to her. She told me, "I only wish that Julianne and David could come down."
Ah, my third-born preemie doesn't even know that today is the 6th anniversary of the day we buried our 1st and 2nd born preemies. Ironic how all this falls into prematurity awareness month...
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