Sebi is still at that age where it's ok to show affection. We've taken to blowing kisses at each
other. As I type this, I blow a kiss to him. My imaginary kiss gently floats across the room, where he sits watching tv. He looks up and sends me a kiss in return. His little hand coming to
pursed lips, palm open he ushers his kiss in my direction.
I am relishing these sweet imaginary kisses.
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