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October 15, 2012
HAD IT BEEN different, had it been the way I wanted, we would of logical consequence not have had the children we had. My guys, her guy. They simply wouldn’t have been conceived. A world without X., Y., or Z.? No. I wouldn’t want them not to be. My squirrelly, beautiful sons, with such eyes as challenge the world, and challenge me. Her son, whose personality she paints for me each time a darker wash, a richer layer: a dynamo and gorgeous puzzle.

And our child? Children? A strange nullity. An undefined absence. But no matter.

Maybe they’ll play together.