Memories of a time long ago. |
| Sunshine for Breakfast He’d wake me by putting his sunshine face within a breath of mine and saying, ”Mom, dinner please.” He hadn’t yet mastered the word “breakfast”. Those round brown eyes sparkled promise and will remain fresh in my mind beyond my end. It was only a few short moments before he matured into the strong face of a man fulfilling those promises. But it’s the memory of that tiny face that makes my heart leap out of my breast and twist inside out. It was from that face I discovered how steel-strong love can be. ~~Judi Van Gorder Notes: ▶︎ |