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Grateful for Cherished Moments

I am grateful on this day, 
Wednesday, 15th December 2010, 
for Cherished Moments
.
I'm writing about this before the thoughts escape me, 
before they float off into the ether.

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This morning much like any other morning started by seeing Charlotte off to work,
 she's staying with us whilst her bathroom is being renovated,

Over the past three years she has 
stayed with us on and off
 since coming back from life in the big city, all battered and bruised.
She's been on her healing path ever since.


Lately life has taken a leap forward for her
after two years or so out of work,
after pulling herself up off of the ground,
after preparing and putting herself through rigorous interviews,
she landed herself the perfect job
 at the University of Derby!!!
and
She's met someone who is making her happy!!!


This morning I packed her off to work, 
it was Christmas lunch day,
 I ironed her frilly blouse
 thinking how lovely she was going to look,
she had no earrings to go with, 
so I fetched her a pair of mine.
She looked gorgeous as she 
walked through the door,
we kissed and hugged.


I wrote all of this down 
because these are cherished moments.

We've been through 
a very tough journey together
and 
these are precious moments to savour,
to wrap in special delicate wrapping,
for these precious moments
I'm grateful.


Comments

Carola Bartz said…
What a touching story! So good that you've written it down. These are cherished moments. Thank you so much for sharing.
Kat Sloma said…
See, who needs 3 pages when you've captured the words so perfectly here? Beautiful words and I thank you for sharing the moment with us.

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