The Gift of Life



Yesterday would have been my dear friend’s 45th Birthday. This is the second year she has missed it. Two years of not seeing her two daughters grow into young women. As I sometimes grumble about getting older, I have to remind myself what a gift each year, each day is. Another day I get to be a daughter, a sister, a wife, and a friend. Hold my children, nurse them to health, teach them, cook for them. Just living the mundane, day in day out, is the biggest gift I can give them.

Simply being alive, however imperfectly,  brings more comfort to others than you can imagine. Each day we live we assure others that all is well and good.


The picture is from Ella’s 7th Birthday. It was the prettiest cake picture I could find.




The Gift of Life

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