Morning. First one up. Quiet. Gray skies over the hills.
A good day to stay inside. A pajama day.
Time with a daughter. Sharing laughter remembering funny things.
Tears. Saying I’m sorry.
It’s not always easy to be a mom or a daughter. In The Nix is a line reading “The things you love the most will one day hurt you the most.” Sad that loving can be a painful part of relationships.
Important to remember love is patient and kind and keeps no records.
Life….not always perfect. Accepting imperfection a challenge.
Thoughts on a day becoming brighter as sun begins to move clouds away. Maybe a metaphor for love being stronger than pain.
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