Enjoying the Small Things
He does it every night with her. The Christmas Light Walk. Our house, the neighbor’s house. She touches the lights so gently. He holds her so sweetly. I don’t know what he’s whispering to her or what it feels like to him to hold her, but to me, from the window…it’s magic.
From Mother to Daughter: Shared Wisdom from the Heart: “Start now to be the kind of mother you always wanted to be. Don’t wait until she’s eighteen…Keep in mind that all she wants to be doing–for the greatest part of her young life–is what you’re doing.”
