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a mirror that reflects

Days filled with story-induced cuddles and tiny fingers resting on strong arms.

With crisp walks through crunchy snow, with barking and giggling and crying.

Sunsets smeared on snow-covered riverbeds, and the waft and warmth of pastry and cinnamon.

No extraordinary events, no landmarks or milestones.  But much laughter and love and learning.

There is contentment and peace and a knowing that the smile of the All-Powerful One must rest on us.

The evidence of His delight.

Can you see it in the average, every day?  The love?  The bright spot?  The gift?

Linking up with Story of my Life and Let Birds Fly.

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