Clouds



I was also lucky enough to receive SEI Jolie Chocolat papers as part of
being AMM DT. What a blessing.

Journaling Reads:
Last Wednesday, I came home early and got to spend a few extra special
hours with you. You were in a good mood, and we decided to play on the
bed for a while. We hugged, we kissed, we tickled, and we laughed.
Finally we leaned back, and lay on the bed together.

You put your arms behind your head and said, “Clouds, Mommy.”

It took me a few minutes to understand what you meant. I closed my eyes
and let my imagination take me where you were. It had been raining for
days and I enjoyed having blue skies with puffy, white clouds. Even if
imaginary.

Then you looked towards the edge of the ceiling, where it met the wall
and the light wasn’t reaching as much, and you said, “Dark clouds.”

I couldn’t help myself; I let out a chuckle. This is one of the millions
of reasons I want to spend all my waking hours with you, David. Your
wonderful imagination and creativity reminds me that life is wonderful
and I love experiencing the world through your eyes.

Thank you, my delightful son, for giving me the opportunity to share it
with you.

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