Once upon a time, there was a little girl who loved her mama very much. She loved to bake cookies and dance and read, because her mama loved these things, too. But then one day, the little girl started to grow up. She put her dolls and toys away, her baking sheets and fiction books; she worked more and played less. And when all of her child-ness was gone, so, too were her smiles and giggles, her open arms and listening ears. Instead, she was a whirlwind of math problems and Shakespeare books, late nights and long days, driving school and high school and dancing school. It seemed like there just wasn't time for her to be with her mama anymore. It started to seem, to her mama, like maybe the little girl didn't want to spend time with her mama anymore. So one evening, when the little girl had a moment of time, her mama told her how she felt. And in that very same moment of time, the little girl told her mama exactly what she had always said, and what she will continue to say for a long, long time. She said that even when she's busy, or grouchy, or tired, or far away, or angry, or sad...
that she will ALWAYS love her mama.
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