It's lovely to be someone's Sweetie Pie. That's an endearment my mother uses for me these days. I love being her Sweetie Pie.
Her life is imperfect, but she chooses to see its blessings. And when her aged hands cradle my face and she smiles at me I feel as if I'm bathing in the sunlight of love.
January 9th she'll be ninety, and I'm overwhelmed at the thought. I never expected to have my mother for so many years. I cry over God's gift.
How amazing to be her Sweetie Pie. Are you someone's Sweetie Pie? Whose?
Grace and peace to you from God,
Bonnie
Thankfully I am God's Sweetie Pie
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