I had a dream last night about one of my favorite little friends. She was getting ready to go somewhere and wearing a beautiful dress. It was a little too big for her, but my mom was there and tucked it in around her waist. My mom made it poof out beautifully and it fit this little sweetheart just perfectly. She was glowing.
I heard her voice outside our door about 10:30 this morning. She had just come back from church, and I went out to say hellos.
She was wearing the prettiest dress I’ve seen her in. She looked so beautiful, and tears came to my eyes.
I don’t know why God has given me such a deep love for her specifically.
But I know that she looked absolutely beautiful today.
I know that she felt beautiful.
I know that I held her for so long today and cherished every minute of it.