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Levi
Unable to sleep, Meg and I were face-to-face in the bed. We’d been talking for hours. It had to be late, but I didn’t care. This quality time chatting and catching up with Meg was worth giving up ten years of sleep.
I loved listening to her talk about Harper. It was obvious how much Meg loved the little girl when she teared up telling me about the child’s sweet gestures of bringing her breakfast in bed or making her special artwork as gifts. Meg’s voice surged with pride when she revealed how far Harper had advanced with her karate lessons in such a short time.
Her tone was filled with barely-contained emotion when she added, “Harper is everything to me. She makes my life matter, and she makes me a better person.”
I brushed my hand through the woman’s soft hair. “You were alre
