The way he still smiles at me
Little hands holding a princess
Laughing bright eyed in the ocean
Listening to the sound of rain
Watching the white snow fall against the darkness
Being home
Going home
Being loved
Going to sleep knowing he’s there
Waking up to the smell of coffee
Waking up to little arms curled around me
Hearing footsteps above me
Watching my children grow
Knowing they are healthy
And loved
Giggles
Sunrises
Sunsets
Fall leaves
The heat of the day
The feeling of water evaporating off my body in the sun
Loving people who remember me when
Forgiveness
Tolerance
Patience
Kindness maybe most of all
My mini-professor
Finding old friends
And new ones
Feeling my connection in my community
Garlic and onions and the smell they give us
My us
My faith
My memories
My dreams
My gifts and my burdens (and the ones who understand)
The lines on his face and the fact that I love them there
Chocolate
My body
My health
My life
Second chances
Sisters (by both birth and by choice)
Family
And friends that feel like family
Peace
And the ones who sacrifice to provide that
Trust
Sleep
Oatmeal
My angel and her star
My capacity for love
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