For when you keep coming back to this photo, to your four loves laughing like that.
For when you know all over again that each of them is living because of miracles.
For when that rocks you deep.
For when prayer-breaths are breathed throughout your day, for them. For all about them.
For when you remember that it's all about hearts and the lives attached to them.
For when that makes you pull yourself slow. Steady, now. Let's drink this in.
For when it seems as though all of you is spent, and they need a little more.
For when there's grace, and the reserve truly does run deep.
For when the words are gone.
But there is still a picture.
Have the loveliest of weekends, friends!
