I woke at 1:30am and reached for my phone (bad habit, I know, but a habit non the less). My son had texted several hours earlier, with the link to watch him streaming. I’m sure the snipit of video I watched was recorded earlier, but there was my son, right on my screen. My bad dream washed away, my pounding heart calmed and moments later I was sleeping again. I love my boy.
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