Saturday, March 12, 2011
The Cardinal Song Promise
I had my cup of coffee out on the deck for the first time this year. The moment I stepped out, the cardinals burst into loud, joyful song, like they were happy to have me around again and were ready to share this almost-spring day with me.
Today we are spiffing up the house for Olivia's party with her friends this afternoon. We will celebrate our firstborn's fourteen years walking this earth tomorrow. I feel about to burst with song, like the cardinals, just being able to be with her and know her. My promise to her is that when I feel my tremendous love for her welling up and threatening to overflow in tears, I will try, my darling girl, to sing instead.
Posted by Amy Bradstreet at 9:39 AM
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Nope...I don't know how you can avoid tears on these kinds of days. Just sing THROUGH them. :)ReplyDelete