I heard a little cry at the restrant tonight and it was a teeny little boy. So cute! Made me really sad. And my arms itch to hold a baby.
Not that it's never happened before...but...notable tonight.
Our story is one of family, family that couldn't have come from my womb, born of my heart from a dream given by my Loving God.
1 comment:
I know exactly what you mean! Earlier today I heard a tiny baby crying in Kohl's, and my motherly instinct kicked in big time. I just wanted to run over there and pick up that little boy and cradle him. *sigh* Our time WILL come!
Melba
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