Monday, January 31, 2011
Thursday, January 20, 2011
a place of peace...
*stairwell leading to the basement*
Lizzie had gotten hurt running up the stairs. I sat down to hold her for the whole 10 seconds it took to console her before she ran off to play some more.
She left...I stayed.
It was quiet.
It was a little dark.
It was AWESOME.
When the boys found me there (after a lengthy 3 min) they immediately asked what was wrong!?!
"Are you ok?"
"WHY are you just sitting here?"
"Are you crying, cuz you look like you might cry."
After explaining to them the what & the why one of them said:
"Man, I thought someone had died."
Wow.
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