I rock them to sleep with spoken lullabies of love. Love that never fails and endures through time. The love of their mother who prays to be enough. The love of Grandparents in heaven who are always near. And the greatest Love of all. The Love that heals broken hearts and dreams. The Love that soothes fears and promises a life complete. The Love that brings light to the dark and joy to the sad. Their lullaby is a story of children loved so deeply on both sides of the veil.
Thursday, August 25, 2011
I just want to marry her...
When I was growing up, I was a voracious reader; I loved sitting in my house and jumping into new worlds. but more important, I loved meeting new people. reading was a way to make friends or enemies, a way to discover how all these different people exist in the world and to rub shoulders with them. The ability to feel as if you’ve met someone, as if that person exists in flesh and blood and that you relate to them somehow, makes you feel a lot less lonely. and it also makes you feel very brave.
- Amy Poehler
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2 comments:
Can I be a sister wife because I also love her and think she is the coolest person ever!
Agreed Amy! Reading is like telaporting somewhere else.
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