When we walked by our
neighbors’ house on Tim’s birthday, Emma and Anton were out, and I mentioned it
was Tim’s birthday, and their faces filled with joy and they threw themselves
upon him with hugs, and I found myself wishing that people could have/maintain
that kind of unselfconscious spontaneous joy for always in their lives.
That would be wonderful. Although occasionally creepy.
ReplyDeleteOur leathery old hearts couldn't take it!
ReplyDeleteI'm with Helen.
ReplyDeleteI've known some old nuns like that though (not all old nuns...)
I think it would be great. (and not at all creepy)
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