Nearly every day Bestest calls me while walking his dog, or driving to school, or maybe just doing chores around his house. We share a bit of our worlds with each other and even if what we say isn't important. It is important to me. I look forward to this time so much.
Later my younger son calls me on his way home from work, or after his nightly run and we share some of our thoughts, or what little creative projects we are playing with now.
Today my older son sent me a link to his church's service where my twelve year old granddaughter sang "Colors of the Wind." There are so many reasons this was a gift that I can't even go into it, but just to hear her voice melted my heart. There is no artifice in her at all. She sings with a child's innocence and the strong sweet clear voice of an angel. I know it took a lot of courage to get up there and sing like that and I am so proud of her.
Later in the day I have a friend who texts with me when he has the time. We talk about the books he recommends or the movie he thinks I should watch with dinner. I know how busy he is and how lucky I am that he seems to find me worth making time for. Just his company makes my day end on a special note.
And then when it is time to go to bed, there is someone to say goodnight to. Just a simple "Take care of yourself and sweet dreams" make the day end perfectly.
These are the simple gifts, the real gifts that come from the best kind of people.
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