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The beating of my heart

When Arthur left us to continue his journey, I truly believed I would not survive. I could no longer feel my heart beat like it always had. Not the regular pumping blood beat but the beat only a moms heart does. When you hear your child say they love you. When they cry and you are the only one that can comfort them. Arthur was never a needy kid. He was independent his whole life. He could not wait each year to get even older so he could do more on his own. He thirsted for adventure and looked for it around every corner. But when he had something exciting to tell, he always came to me with it. What I would not give this morning to hear one of his stories today. This is where I find my strength. The knowing that when we are together again, he will have tons of adventures to share with  me.. And my heart will again beat as it should.

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