I woke up to the smell of croissants, cream cheese and peaches. My children treated me to a lovely breakfast and tea was served in a blue cup with the words, “Mama Bird”. I am grateful for my dear children and for the chocolate sundae. A grateful heart never forgets…
4 thoughts on “fifty words in a story -mama bird”
That’s sweet, Sobhana, and a beautiful photo. If I get a phone call every now and then, I’m happy.
Yes, it was, Steve. Expecting nothing and being open to all gifts and possibilities makes life so much more enjoyable. Wishing you many happy moments 🙂
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That is true, Sobhana. And wishing you the same.
…and the little ones in the picture are no longer little, they are 18 and 21…what’s good is they can drive to the grocery store and pick up what’s needed for mum’s b’day b’fast 🙂