Thursday, October 30, 2008
Lessons from a Ten-Year-Old
She's already in bed when I get home, but I go into her room anyway to tell her good night. As my head nears hers, she stirs and rolls to her back.
"Good night, honey," I whisper, kissing her forehead.
Her arms circle my neck and she holds me close, never opening her eyes. Her lips tenderly find my cheek and I smile at the way she mimics her normal bedtime ritual.
"I love you, Mom," she says and hugs me tight.
Loving comes so naturally to her, she can literally do it in her sleep. She represents everything good and pure in life, reminding me love covers a multitude of sins.
And I am blessed.
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