I know it’s my mom who loves me the most, in this world. And vice versa for me too, along with my little lady. I love to hear the throaty chuckle the little one gives when she laughs in joy. It’s the best music in this world, after her sigh in sleep.
This picture is a treasured memory of mine. The bridge between two generations is being built strong on a cement of love. Unbridled joy flows amok. So much so that it flows out of the picture and through me every time I view it.
Happiness is so easy to achieve in those unrestrained moments of simplicity. As clichéd as it sounds, I want to repeat, happiness is in those small moments.
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