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Alissa, such a beautiful piece. "Being a parent is about missing many people always— so many versions of our children disappear, will disappear. Not in department stores, as I feared as a child. But in growing, in living. There is that desire of an impossible reunion with who they were, too."

This is so true - so profound, right down to hiding in the racks of clothes in department stores.

I could go on. Thank you for making my day and bringing a smile to my face.

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@camilo recommended this to me. Makes me hold my kids tighter while they're still small. Thanks for writing!

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Aug 26, 2023·edited Aug 28, 2023Liked by Alissa Mears

Your writing is beyond beautiful, Alissa. Found myself enthralled by this piece, as with each one of yours I read before.

"And then each year, our imaginings become less and their beings become more, and it feels both intensely tragic and unbelievably magical that once we held this child in the center of our bodies and dreams and shared all those cells." -> I'm on the fence trying to decide if I want to become a mom, and this might have just done the trick :)

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What a great piece, Alissa. I’m grateful John Nicholas recommended it in his newsletter. Whenever I talk about being a parent, I always discuss that feeling of not wanting the current chapter to end because I know I’m going to miss it so much. As much as I love watching my daughter grow, a part of me always dreads the passing of the next milestone.

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My goodness, what a beautiful, cataloging of moments and memory and understandings. This was very powerful, Alissa. I resonated with it fully raising three of my own. Thank you to @Camilo for sharing this essay in this week’s newsletter. And thank you for this wonderful piece, Alissa.

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Wow. You have a gift with words, Alissa. Such a beautiful account of your son's growth and change over the years. My girlfriend and I experienced something similar a few months ago when our dog went missing for 8 hours. Longest day of my life. I can only imagine the heightened fear & emotion when a child is involved. Thanks for writing and sharing your stories.

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