>For a child, pain is a fleeting emotion. Sadness comes and goes almost instantaneously, as long as there is a kiss, the promise of ice cream or, in my daughter’s case, a song. If only we adults could let go of despair and hurt feelings so easily.



The pouty lip making an appearance.
So, Momma starts to sing…maybe a little Sugarland, or a showtune.



And she sings along…”It’s alright. It’s alright. It’s alright. It’ll be alright again.”



About the Author Lori Romano

I am a writer, photographer, wife, mother, dog owner, half-assed housekeeper and a self-proclaimed coffee and chocolate addict. One day, I will write a book.

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