now tell me....how did my p.b. kid get to be 20 years old again? because my brain has a hard time wrapping itself around that one. especially when i see her sleeping so peacefully like this. i try to remember what it was like when she slept like this while cradled in my arms. when i was the only one who could soothe her and relax her into sleep....20 years old now.....thank goodness i'm not getting any older.
........age: it's a matter of time.......reflecting on life in the middle years through imagery and words......
Friday, June 13, 2008
now tell me....how did my p.b. kid get to be 20 years old again? because my brain has a hard time wrapping itself around that one. especially when i see her sleeping so peacefully like this. i try to remember what it was like when she slept like this while cradled in my arms. when i was the only one who could soothe her and relax her into sleep....20 years old now.....thank goodness i'm not getting any older.
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You were just one year older when I met you my love. you're not getting older just more beautiful
thank you, sweetie. i love you.
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