"You don't need to push me on the swing anymore Grama. I can get up by myself."
It took her a while to gather momentum, but up she went. By herself.
Spread your wings, little bird, and fly. Fly high.
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We are almost at the end of the decent weather for the months to come. While it is still mild most of the time, we have had one snowfa...
it's got to be heart-opening and heart-rending at the same time, somehow.
ReplyDeletesniff. i think the same is coming to our house soon.