Saturday, March 16, 2013

Waking Up to Wonderful

This morning I was peacefully sleeping when I heard my mom sliding the cabinet drawers in the bathroom open and closed.  She is clinking her hot rollers back into their carrier. 

Outside of my bedroom I hear my father's side of a telephone conversation, "Oh yeah. Hold on. She's getting ready for work.

No, to me she is always beautiful." 

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