'Honeybee' · Foster Care · Hope

Day Forty-Nine: I Cried a Little

“Which dessert?”
“Oh! That’s a pink one!”

“Do you like this shirt?”
“Oh yes, it’s pink.”

“Pick a folder.”
*pink*

Coming out of the mall after two hours and a roller coaster day before that, lying on her back in the shopping cart and every level of DONE, the view nearly took her breath away as she half-squealed/half-gasped with all of the thrilling joy and wide-eyed wonder, “PINK!”

The Creator of the universe does it again, painting “LOVE” across the sky in her language.

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