A year ago, almost to the day, we lost G.T. and gained Ashlie. Now, we have lost Ashlie and gained nothing. Everyone says that no parent should ever have to outlive their child. What is difficult to explain, I am learning, is how it feels to lose the same child twice. What I do know though, without a doubt, is that I wouldn’t trade this last year (with all its faults and fears, and awkward phases) for anything. She was a wonder to behold.
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