"But if we hope for what we do not see,
with perseverence we wait eagerly for it."
ohhh weekend. in which we recover from colds, watch tv, and drink tea. brett helps sandbag one of the city wells after 10" of rain causes much flooding. norah joins the trees in donning fall colors. i read books and tidy around the house and whisper to brett, "all i want for christmas is a house. wrapped in snow."
our little girl grows so assertive. she craves attention & interaction. her babyhood was fleeting, i had hardly said hello and it was gone. how i love to watch her legs stretch out and see her mind put things together and the words come out in full sentences, newly-born into the dazzling light of day.
sometimes the past feels like a dream. most has faded away, except for brief vivid memories, like postcards. the ache will remain. the happiest, highest moments are but a taste of heaven.
ah but i have the sweetest friend to share life with.
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