Wednesday, April 17, 2013

SOFT BREEZE IN THE TREES

Our Liliana! we started calling her our blueberry muffin, with her blond fluffy hair and blue eyes it is quite appropriate :) she is 1 and a 1/2 and is already a riot! As she was walking away, I leaned my head back and said: Je t'aime! She didn't say her usual 'tai' back, but i could hear - tho she was already in the hallway- i could hear her little lips pursing and sending a little yummy kiss... Sometimes we pray, you know, talk to God, or think to God, and there's not necessarily an answer, but maybe just a small white funny looking cloud in a sea-blue sky, maybe the quiet whisper of the breeze in the trees, the tiniest purple flower growing in the gravel path.