Sometimes life can seem really good. Little things make all the difference in the world. My granddaughters are often behind the wheel of the vehicle that drives me over the edge. But some days they can make me feel like the luckiest woman alive.
Today, for no good reason at all, my 12-year-old granddaughter held my hand. In a public place. Well, until she thought someone might see us. But that was enough to keep a smile on my face for a long, long time.
Monday, November 15, 2010
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