It was in the middle of a moping session turned kitchen dance party. As I twirled and she twirled and hands raised and we swayed.
Where would she learn to dance and be free if she doesn't see me do it? Would it happen at a friend's house when she is older? On her own in front of a TV?
How will she learn to feel beautiful if she doesn't see me feeling beautiful, finding loveliness in simple things, even [especially] on the un-beautiful days?
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