July 10, 2019

White Dog just went out the dog door. I heard the flap click down as I turned back to the keyboard. To my left a little voice said, "Momma?"

I looked down into the eyes of Opal who shifted so that she leaned against my leg. "What is the matter, my Sparkling Girl?" I asked as I dropped my hand to cup her face.

"Nothing is the matter, I just like the way it sounds when I say your name and how it feels when you stop to love me."

"Sweet Girl, you are a blessing."