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Saturday, September 8, 2012

You & Me

At this very moment, my daughter is in her swing chair. I am on the bed facing her, typing up a letter on my laptop. In between words, I sneak a glance in her direction and notice that she is staring at me. She smiles, as our eyes meet. A contented smile. Happy in the knowledge that we belong to each other. Her and I. And I am reminded of how blessed I am. 

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