dear bunny,
someday, when you come home from college with your first big broken heart, wondering what kind of child you were and why things didn't didn't work out with what's-his-name, i will tell you about the night you were staring out the window and suddenly screamed, mama, there's a heart outside, let's go stand in it!. i will pour wine and wipe away your tears and kiss your brow and remind you that you have always been the center of every heart around you. i hope it will help.
love,
mama
2 comments:
This is the cutest thing ever. Love it.
Wonderful - I got tears in my eyes.
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