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I love them in shocking shades of vermillion.
She is the pink and they are the purple and firework children explode in my heart. They paint me shades of amazing I didn’t know existed. They splatter me in gobs of frustration.
Angry reds spill across the countertops. There’s a trail of magenta despair some days. But the crimson, oh the crimson.
My life is on fire with color.
Kids kaleidoscope my future and my heart chameleons their moods. We nap in warm pools of Sunday afternoon yellow. Their dad serenades us bright blue in the morning and by afternoon the colors are starting to run and we jump in our own puddles of murky gray.
But each morning is a new box of crayons; fresh paints to color in this family.
No memory left blank.
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