Ramblin Christian Gypsy
Literary whimsy. Dedicated poetic observer.
The Thin, Almost Undetectable, Line That Divides.
Before saying night time prayers with Scarlett she gave me a hug and told me that she’s proud of me for, “going out there and making it happen.”
And then I giggled so long and recovered so poorly that I choked and snorted with laughter through her whole prayer.
Afterwards, she looked at me like I do her when I’m not altogether mad but don’t want to support the behavior either. It’s so hard to tell sometimes who’s the child and who’s the 40 year old with the jaded tude who thinks snake print leggings are the way to go.
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