I felt so important. so needed. so protective. heart bursting really.
fast forward to 2 months later, today, he tells me, I will go home first okay, and sets off. I follow slowly behind with the youngest.
just 2 months. he has grown.
today he subconsciously reached for my hand as I walked him to school.
I consciously appreciate the soft pressure of his fingers in mine, not knowing when he may pull away
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