We had a beautiful, joyful Easter with glorious weather. The azaleas, a month late, are finally in bloom and it is just so easy to love life.
It is a special thing to see the world through Annie's eyes. I love her so much she brings tears to my eyes. She has no memory whatsoever of last summer (which she loved). It is all new and all great. She love, loves the water. She is not a particularly fearless or adventurous child. She leans more toward caution, sitting at the top of the slide and building up her confidence before pushing off. She is so brave in the water though! She will go in up to her waist and does not want to be helped, but she likes me to stand right there. Then when she sees a big wave or feels a big wave pulling her feet, she can reach out and hold onto my leg. We cannot keep her out of the water, and it is only 63 degrees. Yes, she is my daughter. And when I finally have to pick her up and carry her back to the sand, I see our shadows, which have long legs and heads with matching halos of curly fuzz.
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I never say to people, "You are so blessed or I am so blessed." I always think it sounds so corny and showy, but you really are. Annie is such a doll and I can't wait to meet her!
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