>A Moment I’ll Never Forget. Unfortunately.

>”Punky,” I whispered as I tucked her in, “you’re the best thing that ever happened to me.” A strange look of emotion came over her face and she sat up in bed.

“Mommy?” she whispered. “Can I tell you something?” She seemed to be struggling for the right words.

“Of course you can,” I said, smiling.

“I don’t really like it when you put your face close to mine like that because your breath is all over me and I feel like I can’t breathe.”

“Oh,” I said flatly. “Bad breath?” She nodded. I scooted back a few feet from her bed. “Is this better?” Punky smiled, clearly relieved.

“Yes,” she said. “That’s much better.”

“Okay,” I said. From a few feet away, I said Punky’s prayers with her and then, instead of kissing her cheek like I usually do, we both decided it would be better if I kissed her hand instead. It was a total Hallmark moment- if, you know, Hallmark was actively trying to go out of business.

Once Punky was all tucked in, I stood up quickly and wished her one last good night. As I left her room, I quickly blew into my palm, sniffed, and winced. Damn it all, I’d been sure my special Savannah Seafood Parmesan recipe would bring our family together over Christmas weekend.

Little did I know it would rip my daughter and me apart!

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