Love woven into my life.

Love was written on the pages of my life yesterday. My bones ached and my stomach writhed as my body was weakened by a virus. Lying there, on the couch, my frail voice requested some crushed ice. The little boy grabbed my glass with a smile, trotted upstairs and delivered ice with an "I love you Mama". My heart was like the ice I put in my mouth, melting, turning soft on the inside of me.
There is much to be thankful for in this life. The suffering comes but the joy is still there, waiting to be noticed. Yesterday I noticed.

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