I find it hard to believe you don’t know the beauty you are.
But if you don’t …
Let Me Be Your Eyes.
(velvet underground)
…
Caeden will do anything for anyone. Tender hearted, so good to his sister, and the one who blows me kisses as he walks along the sidewalk that leads him into school.
Claire tells me she loves me all day long. Wants to snuggle day or night and gives the best bunny kisses around.
My family grows in number; my heart full of hope and love and the excitement of getting another chance. Another chance.
So in the dead of winter, when the grass is brown and only the evergreens lend color. When the wind blows and the temperature is just cold enough to make your ears burn.
When the less familiar makes me shy away and when things aren’t “pretty…”
When.
When I hear Claire talking to herself as she tries to zip up her coat, “Don’t give up, Claire. Don’t give up…”
And when I catch those kisses Caeden blows as he runs into school.
And when I think of who I get to share this with…
I find it hard to believe that things could be any more beautiful.
Sometimes you need to step outside, get some air, and remind yourself of who you are and where you want to be.
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