• Tuesday, September 25, 2018
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Parenting fraught with frightening occurrences year-round

The little voice coming from the baby monitor wasn’t our daughter’s, and my heart stopped. It woke me in the early morning darkness, the sound of a young girl singing a lullaby in the room where our infant firstborn slept. Ten years later we still don’t know the source of that sweet lullaby. Read More

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