Sunday, 15 January 2012

Friday felt special, for a 13th

This morning Master G was headed out just before me.  He came in to the kitchen and gave me a hug and a kiss bye.  He picked up his bag and he said from the doorway of the kitchen, 'babe, I love you.'  He said it with such feeling, with such sincerity my heart skipped a beat.  It was just wonderful.

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