We stare wordless in a win-less standoff.
The angle of her brow reminds me of past years. A vision of her five-year-old pout and unsuccessful attempts to cross her arms play across my mind. I smile at the memory.
She raises an eyebrow quizzically. An unsure grin sneaks from the corner of her lips.
A snicker escapes mine.
Soon we're sharing our wounds from a cozier distance at the kitchen table. Apologies are made. She's my girl once again.
And I'm thankful disagreements can morph into forgiveness.
B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L! :-)
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ReplyDeleteand playful beautiful forgiveness at that...smiles.
ReplyDeleteMe, too. Thankful for forgiveness and grace and laughter.
ReplyDeleteAhhh...so true! :-)
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love and light
i needed this beautiful reminder in my life right now. thank you so much friend. forgiveness is what it's all about...
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