She had been a bit emotional lately and anything could trigger her to snap. This time it was her violin teacher. I was called in and we had a little talk. Mr. Rudy has been very gentle and understanding with this favorite student of his. But it was her who needed some extra TLC.
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So I just went in and held her as long as she wanted to be in my arms. And I let her cry without asking why she had to cry. I know, sometimes we just have to.
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“Sweetheart, you know what. We are all humans. And we feel. You’ve seen me cry a river, haven’t you. And you know what, the good news is… it’s perfectly fine. It’s perfectly healthy. But we have to learn to know when to do it. Okay?”
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She just nodded her head that was hidden somewhere on my tummy and in my arms. I felt her and I felt for her.
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Today when I feel like crying another river, you’re not here.
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Questa è Enida 
I wonder… I sure miss her… my little munchkin.
Kak Enid,
Reading how you and your monchies connect always touch my heart and make me want to have my own me monchies. Hahaha.
Regards,
Farah