Listening In




 
Sitting at the kitchen table clipping coupons, I could hear my children in the other rooms. . .


One riding on a toy horse, pretending she's a character from a movie, laughing and singing. . .


The other two at the computer, sister showing brother how to do a little art work, having their own conversation. . .


So sweet and carefree; so I listen in as long as I can. . .


Their voices, their laughter, their words, the love they share. . .


. . . I am grateful.

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