I sat next to my 4 year old tonight in bed reading her "The Kissing Hand". For those of you who haven't read it, it is one you will not want to miss out on. The last page came, when the son reached up to his moms hand and kissed her palm, and I teared up. My daughter reached over to me, grabbed my hand and kissed my palm. She looked at me with those sweet tender eyes and just smiled. She knows I need that.
The day will come when I will curl my fingers tightly around that kiss and remember when she was right next to me and ache to have these days back. That is what brought me to tears. How lucky I am to have this moment.
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I'll have to go read this one. :) sounds like a tear jerker... ;)
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