"Mommy, I want to get close to you," Rachel whimpered tonight after I sang her three songs. ("Sing me a song you used to sing to me when I was a baby," she said when we were cuddling in bed together).
She reached her little arms around my neck and pulled me close. "I love you but I'm worried you won't love me," she said.
"Rachel, I will ALWAYS love you," I replied. "You're my daughter!'
"Will you love me even when I grow up and go to college?"
"I'll love you even more," I assured her.
"Will you love me even when I die?" she said.
"Yes," I replied.
"I'll love you even when YOU die," she said. "You will always be in my heart."
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