...swimming on hot summer evenings.
...eating candy corn in the fall.
...the number I saw on the scales before I got pregnant (but I'm still keeping my fingers crossed that I'll see it again one of these days).
...cuddling up on the couch with a good book.
...all the free time I used to have (a distant memory after three weeks.)
...playing "Desperado" on the piano or painting watercolors.
...well, you probably get the point.
No other love like it. Very special.
ReplyDeleteI love you, daughter.
Mom