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One morning I woke up to a gift awaiting me on my phone. And the words that came with the gift were amazing. It was a really respectful thing for them to do, really appreciative, kind, loving. It was my favorite gift from them.
I miss those days.
I miss them a little more today. So much more that I'm aching. Maybe it was from reading The Muslim Marriage Guide, their picture was in my mind through out the read or maybe it is something else. I think it's the latter. The ache is always stronger because of the latter reason.
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