I carry her in my heart
Jan 02
Tonight I watched as Maren sat on the kitchen island counter. She swung her legs a little, and she chatted with Brad while he chopped and prepped veggies for dinner. I noticed that her size six pajamas are creeping up her ankles and wrists. Eventually she pulled out her read-at-home school books and read to him as he worked. She asked him for help when she...
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