Today as I was slow dancing with Leon, I realized I have been dancing with babies for 25 years. It is Bradley's birthday. I can look back and remember how afraid I was. How diligent and deliberate. How much in love. I have never known a love so strong nor do I expect to. I clearly remember feeling like I finally knew what a mother bear feels like. Ferocious love.
I can see now the great purpose in my life. The thread that has run through and will continue. Devoted love. Undying, perfect, and all encompassing.
I love you, Bradley. Happiest Day! You began God's great work in me. Thank you.
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