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Apr 2013
She called me Easter Sunday, right before mass.
I took the call in the dorm hallway, half listening.

Say an extra prayer, she told me,
I'm gonna be a parent.

Little one, I'll always remember how it felt,
when your mommy told me about you.

I love you already.
I'm going to be an aunt!
Lizabeth
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   Michelle and Gary Muir
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