Wednesday, June 29, 2011

One Day...

I won't have little hand prints on my freshly polished oven...
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And I won't have finger prints on all the windows and glass doors.

I won't have cherry-I-don't-know-what-that-is lip marks on our brand new white linen drapes.

And I won't have little hands helping themselves to my lunch.
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And it will make me so sad, because that will mean my little boys are grown up....

And so now, even if it's just for today, I remember to look at these imperfections as my most cherished possessions.

I'm so lucky.

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