This week I got a
notice from the Postman that I had a package. I wasn't home, so they didn't
leave it. It seems it was a very important package and it needed to be signed for, and it was insured.
It took days for me to be home at the right time to pick it up, but I finally did. It was a package from my Sisters.
A package of SMILES...
A package of CARING...
A package of HOPE...
A package of LOVE...
Insured: to be LOVED, wrapped in pink and tied with lace
Confirmation in hand. I am so loved.
And as if that wasn't enough...the afternoon mail brought more love..
the kind of love that squeezes your heart and reminds you of what
it is to be really loved--unwavering love from the beginning.
