Today I'm 33. Not much to celebrate, except the love of my sweet family and friends. My favorite gift this year was from Lauren. When I woke up, she was standing next to the bed, waiting to give me her homemade card. I rubbed my eyes and could just make out a couple of stick figures underneath some circular scribbles. "Who is this?" I asked.
"You and me."
"What are we doing?"
"Just looking at the clouds."
I took the girls to the park to read a book about clouds and watch the clouds go by. Once. Four months ago. It's the little things they remember. And being reminded of that fact is a wonderful gift, indeed.
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