Saturday, February 18, 2006
The baby shrieked with laughter. Hiding under the covers of the king-sized bed. Tracking him down to discover he wore nothing but diapers. Tickling him in the ribs bringing more giggles and squirming away to hide elsewhere under the covers. Daring me to find him again so he could repeat the process. It was.... but a dream.
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Maybe this means you are ready for a new beginning.
Perhaps. I just spent over 2 hours cleaning out Lori's clothing, slightly used bottles of shampoo, conditioner, hair spray, soap, skin lotion and various other toiletries for donation. To see someone's life (seemingly) reduced to a handful of boxes and grocery bags.... I can't even begin to describe my emotions right now.
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