Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Her eyes were so heavy, and I offered to say prayers over her rather than her saying them aloud. But she insisted.
Dear God. Thank you so much for our house.
Thank you for our family.
Thank you for making me Just Right. Amen.
She drifted off peacefully. Her thoughtful words lingered in my ears. The magnitude of that innocent, precious confidence weighing heavy in my mind and heart. If she never learns another thing about herself as long as she lives...
And the weight of my responsibility looms large. To create a haven where what she believes today will always, always be true.
photo by through my eyes
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