The Past as Prologue

Sunday, December 4, 2016

Yesterday we watched our five-year-old niece for the day while her parents got their things moved into their new home. Over the course of the day, she reminded me of Moe so many ways.
She provides the soundtrack for her life. In a loud, joyful voice.

She's a crafty little kid. Yesterday our craft was a felt bee sewing kit. And I need to get over to Michael's and restock the craft box.

She can't fathom the idea that when she says "please" she still may not get what she wants, and is in fact shocked that one does not automatically follow the other.

She feels deeply for others. This may or may not grow into an instinct to protect those who cannot defend themselves as it did with Moe, but given her personality, I suspect it will.

Everything is just SO EXCITING. Yesterday, for example, she was going to have a more funnest day than ANYONE.

She's very bright. Extremely bright.
Sometimes these similarities cause a little lurch in my heart, as they remind me of what I've lost. But mostly they make me hopeful and happy. And for that I can be grateful.

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