"Well, I hope you'll never stop needing me," I answer my daughter quietly, with a small smile. "But as you grow up, the way you need me is going to change and that's okay. Just never forget, Willa, that I will always be here for you."
My daughter asks if I've ever wanted more children of my own and I think for a minute. "Well," I begin, "I think it would have been nice for you to grow up with a sibling or two, and I would have loved to watch you all play together. But Iona, Toni, and Kiki are my children just as much as you are. I don't think the way they came to us makes them any less mine, or any less your siblings. Does that make sense?"
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