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Dear Pup,


"You gotta be..."

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You.

You've gotta be you.

I can talk to you about my life.

I can be there if things go wrong.

But really.

You have to do the work of life.

Good news?

You're up to the challenge.


Now then.

I'm not leaving you.

I'm saying  you've always got a place at my table.

Now go live your life.

It's will be okay.

If it's not?

Then come sit besides me.

I'll hug your neck.

I'll give you a place to heal.

I'll kick you back out into the world when you're better.

I'll tell you,

"You ll be okay."

"You aren't alone."


Hugs,


Mom


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