Safety through the night. First waking breath. Bright eyes crinkled into a smile beneath soft baby curls. Sunlight spilling through the woods behind the house. The voice of my husband secure, familiar. A spoonful of sugar and clouds of cream in my coffee. A hand-written card. Psalms 23 rendered by Morgan Heritage and Buju Banton a sweet solace of praise. "My cup, it overflows." Shiloh: his gifts. And I am thankful.
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