Tragic news this weekend had us longing for a magic wand to revert time and spread happiness--like glitter in the wind. We would all believe again like children. And we'd laugh more often throughout the day. The hands on our clocks circled in slow motion, giving us time to think and relish...a sad heart is an open heart. We cherished:
A bright sliver of a moon in a still blue sky
The pucker of our daughter's little mouth savoring a lemon sorbet
A red balloon that floated away
The morning light warming the pillow where your husband's head once lay
Polka dot shoes that all of a sudden fit
There were many more moments...
In loving memory of a childhood friend.
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