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Nothing else matters. Nothing. Not the Tahoe 200, fitness, work, basketball, friends and especially nothing you can put a price tag on. As I dropped Kyrie off this morning his eyes were full of sadness and tears.  He didn’t want me to leave and I told him I’d kick his but in Mario Kart tonight, which somewhat helped. I got back in the car and told Ashley what happened and said he is not wrong. We as a society have failed our families. I will not miss out on this crucial period of Kyrie or Mia’s life. There is nothing more important than what’s under our roof. I hope you both feel that and know it. 


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