Soak

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Soak. Rest. Breathe. The water was rushing out, the bubbles were rising. Stepping into the warmth; I tried to remember the last time I had felt this. Nothing came to mind.

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I peeled open a book. In the steam, the words seem to rise off the page. I seemed to drift with them. One chapter. And then…

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Then, a cry. The hushed whispers of a father trying to calm. Moments later, the door opened. His eyes were apologies and he held you.

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“It’s okay. Give him to me.”

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You laid on my chest and let out a sigh. You stared up at me while your feet were floating. The slight pink rolls of your baby fat legs poking through the sweet smelling foam. After awhile, the warmth carried you away. You were smiling while you dreamed. Chest to chest we laid there. I won’t forget it.

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I went in there to breathe. But found more peace breathing with you, sweet one. You weren’t an interruption.

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You were the precious part.

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You are the precious part.