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I blow her a kiss and grin when she catches it despite herself.

“She’s the best singer I ever heard,” Damian goes on. “That’s why she packs out stadiums.”

“Did I really sound good, Mom?” Harmony whispers.

“Good? No.” I stride over to her and wrap my arms around her shoulders, leaning down to whisper in my firstborn’s ear. “You sounded amazing.”

“I love you, Mom.”

“I love you too.”

I stand and turn to find Damian smiling at me. We share the moment.

We lengthen it, hovering in the warm embrace of our love.

Then Max and Felix push against him, roaring like little warriors, and my husband turns away laughing.

Love blossoms in my chest.

I’m right where I need to be, where I belong.

And I couldn’t be more grateful.

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