It was a balm to my soul to spend Saturday with Little Carolyn. I was acutely aware of Mom's illness, wondering if she would soon be finally healed of that hateful disease. At the same time I was privileged to interact with the innocence of a child, bursting with life and growth, even minute by minute, ever learning something new.
Like, slurping soup makes it taste better.
There's nothing quite like an ice cream sandwich. (And I heartily agree!)
Dirt feels fine to the fingers.
Sometimes, you just feel like hiding!
And sometimes, we all just need a pat, and for someone to tell us it's going to be ok.
There's nothing quite like an ice cream sandwich. (And I heartily agree!)
Dirt feels fine to the fingers.
Sometimes, you just feel like hiding!
And sometimes, we all just need a pat, and for someone to tell us it's going to be ok.
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