When I was in Denver, every morning I would sit in bed while it was still dark and thank God - for that weather, for the birds out the window, for the fact that I got to spend time with Jaci and Jarred and the kids and then, faintly, would come:
"Oo . .. Ooo . . Oomah? You wakin?"
Turning my head to the left, there would be James, careful in his excitement that I might get up any second. Typing this, I am smiling and my eyes are filling.
I miss that bud.
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Doesn't your heart just feel like exploding with love!!! My sister-in-law is having her first granddaughter, and I told her, "You have NO idea!"
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