April 26, 2012

Coffee and a Smile

This morning I took a glass of ice coffee to my son. He was half asleep, half awake. I told him good morning, set his coffee on his side table, leaned over rubbed his head and then kissed his forehead. He smiled. That smile warmed my heart.

the time we have

In April of this year we traveled to Indiana to visit my mother who was living in a nursing home. It had been 5 months since we had seen her...