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I try to convince myself there is a point to all of this. If death turns out to be the end then this is just some joy punctuated by a lot of crap and stress. Other than that I'm a disabled househusband who feels inferior as a parent--in short order I forget and remember how beautiful my girls are to me. Maybe it's too much info but I wouldn't bother if it weren't for them. Nevermind.
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