Sometimes when I'm holding Morgan, I can feel her soft breath on my face. I'm holding her in such a way that she is laying down in my arms and I have her snuggled close. There is something miraculous in something so simple as feeling her breath on my face. In the middle of the night the whole world is asleep and she and I are the only ones awake. And the only thing I focus on is her steady breath. I love it. It makes me smile and I feel, for the moment at least, content.
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