two hundred and fifty six

27 September. I am grateful for good old fashioned dad and daughter time with a good old fashioned toboggan. And good old fashioned tumbles aplenty. And belly laughs.

two hundred and fifty five

 

I am grateful for promises kept. And for falling snow in the spring. And for the delight and adoration in Jem’s eyes. B and I could have danced for joy when the snow began to fall. In fact I think we did.