The Little Boys playing a giggly game of Ring Around the Rosie in the back yard on a cool, near-autumnal evening.
They were supposed to be a pair all along. Abby and Logan were the other pair. And now... well, it's not how things turned out. I mourn the loss of what should have been.
But I celebrate stolen moments like these, when I glance out the window and get a glimpse of a piece of the beautiful reality that, once upon a time, I thought would be mine.
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