Day breaks and we tie shoes, put on jackets and hurry off. She hollers at him from across the parking lot. He glances a smile at me, looking away from her. And her sweet cheeks radiate, teeth shining brightly as she grins from ear to ear. I lean down, whisper to him, this my youngest, “I think she likes you!” He blushes radiantly running up the ramp, the preschool doors not even open. It’s as though he knows he has time.
Time to love.
Life.
His friend.
And isn’t this where we learn it? Isn’t it in our days just beyond learning to walk and balance ourselves upright that someone told us, impressed upon us the basic imprints of the balance of it all, giving freely of our hearts in love.
Today my friends… I’m writing my heart over at Sister’s In Bloom. I would love it if you joined me there to read the rest…. It’s easy to find us…. Just click the link Sisters In Bloom
