� One of his ways � 2007-09-14 � 3:25 p.m. �

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I have a new outlook... my loss isn't less but my outlook is different...

I went to my friend's house just to get out... and I was sitting on her couch and her little boy came to me, crawled into my arms on his own... and snuggled me... as if he knew I needed it. He put his head on my chest and closed his eyes and I stroked the side of his face... I kissed the top of his head a hundred times through his thick blonde hair and said "Thank you, friend... I need this."

He looked up with a big smile on his face, pulled his soother from his mouth and slobber-kissed my chin.

I think he's a sensitive boy. He's only a year and a half old, but maybe he could sense my saddness and knew he could take it away from me.

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