***********Revision 1******************* Moments
I head home after another chaotic night of luna-driven 911 calls. The car sputters -- stalls on 441 and Winston, about twenty yards before my door.
I check the mail, tally bills and find I'm still thirty cents short.
A long-winded sigh reminds me of Joe Swanson, who lived next door, before he lost his child, his job--his home.
I whisper, "Thank you."
Laundry blocks our kitchen entry; dirty dishes cover an unkempt counter and the dog couldn't hold it through the night. He snuggles against my chest demonstrating unconditional love.
The day is done.
I sneak a peek at Lauren, watch her sleep- her tiny fingers clenched about Pooh's ear.
Her gentle breath rustles loose sheets, tickles her nose, stirring smiles.
She's a cherub child...
I sit and listen to the silence, then whisper...
"Thank you Lord, you've blessed my ordinary life with such extraordinary moments."
*************OPening Draft******************* Moments
I head home after another chaotic night of luna-driven 911 calls. The car sputters -- stalls on 441 at Winston Blvd, a few feet before my door...
I check the mail, tally bills and still I'm thirty cents short. A long-winded sigh ... reminds me of Joe Swanson, who lived next door, before he lost his child, his job ... his home.
I whisper, "Thank you."
Laundry piles block our kitchen entry; dirty dishes cover an unkempt counter ... and the dog couldn't hold it through the night. He snuggles his snout against my chest demonstrating how unconditional love ought to be.
The day is done. I sneak a peek at Lauren, watch her sleep- her tiny fingers clenched about Pooh's ear, hoping adventures dance in her dreams. Her gentle breath rustles loose sheets, tickles her nose stirring smiles.
She's a cherub child... I sit and listen to the silence, then whisper...
"Thank you Lord, you've blessed my ordinary life with such extraordinary moments."
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