She stared at me with wondrous brown eyes waiting for me to say any word or make a move. When I smiled she hopped and ran in excitement reciting a song to herself. How precious is it to be uplifted from one tiny gesture? She twirled in circles and giggled wholeheartedly when she lost her balance. I listened intently when she recited her numbers and letters.
Then she slipped into her own beautiful, innocent world where she could be whoever she wants to be. One minute she was a princess while the other she morphed into Superman. She could change her name every few seconds or invite her imaginary friends for tea. Today she also lived in a Castle that she built out of cushions. It didn’t matter to her if it was small as long as it was her safe place to play and grow.
How precious is it to feel happiness from the simplest things?
Gif images of my Goddaughter Sara ♥