so we sat on a bench just outside the the heavy green school doors. He placed little white blossoms throughout my hair, leaning over to smell them from time to time. We sat there like that until he was ready go in . . . 20 minutes after the bell had rung. It was heavenly.
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A sweet moment I'm sure.
Thank goodness for those tender moments that we treasure so much.
From your description, it sounds like we all could use an "off" morning - to smell the flowers. Sounds wonderful!
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