Last night, my one-year-old daughter climbed up to my bed, left hers and had my arms wrap around her. My sleepy head woke up in that instant. I knew she was afraid she was sleeping alone in her bed down the floor. It almost broke me to tears to feel her innocent warmth in my arms. That time, despite being away for 10 hours everyday for work, it made me feel being a mother is worth all battles I let go in the past.
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