Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Short & sweet...

Although at times it pains me to think that Libby is, indeed, growing up, despite my pleas to someone above, there are a few things that make this growing up thing a wee bit more bearable...

Take, for instance, the joy that fills my heart when I can lie down next to her, arms holding her tight, and sing her to sleep. 

I could stay next to her for hours. 

What a blessing. A simple, simple blessing. 

Makes me smile. 

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Tracey's bookshelf: read

The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo
The Girl Who Played with Fire
The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet's Nest
My Sister's Keeper
Nineteen Minutes
The Pact
The Tenth Circle
Change of Heart
Keeping Faith
Handle with Care
House Rules
More Than It Hurts You
Amy and Isabelle
A Prayer for Owen Meany
A Widow for One Year
The 158-Pound Marriage
To the Lighthouse
Between the Acts
A Room of One's Own, and Three Guineas
The Help

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