Monday, 18 April 2011

missed visit, going with the flow and warm toes

1. I came home and saw a soft pink blanket on the chair by the front door. I knew they'd been here and in fact they even waited for me but I'd gone shopping and missed them. Still the blanket smells like baby.

2. No tears today. He's away and I'm here and gonna be a big girl. It is what it is so I'm not going to fight it.

3. A crackling fire warms the house right about now, courtesy of me.

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