Day 718
Sometimes I wonder why I bother with this activity. But I'm reminded why I do it when I see the blue of Addy's eyes. When I see the curves of her cheeks. When I see the green of Tobin's eyes. And the shape of his nose and lips. When he puts his hand in mine. When I look around at what God has given me. When I take deep breaths. When I feel so overwhelmed that it will all spill out over the edge.
That's when I remember why I write. I write because I must record forever, because words are forever, the reasons I have for being thankful.
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