
Today I stumbled on, "the word", instead of the photo for a change.
I thought and thought...and thought more about what it meant to me...
Special. My mind was in over drive all day about it. I took
tons of pictures, but none were right. I don't mean in a photography since of the word, but what it represented to me. Now don't get me wrong, my family and my home are my world, but so cliche', right!?
As I was saying good night to my daughter, I was totally taken off guard by this scene. I don't know when she did it, but next to her bed was: a trophy plate her Daddy won "for her", a night light of mine when I was little (the angel), a pin her grandmother gave her at Christmas and a few other "treasures" she's collected. All
special to
her .
Now, I can sleep ; )