Delightful. What you and your granddaughter shared through serendipity, I experienced every day from earliest chilldhood. My parents taught poetry, recited it from memory and poured it over my head, trusting me to be enchanted. I didn’t have to understand the words to feel the mood and the music.
Delightful. What you and your granddaughter shared through serendipity, I experienced every day from earliest chilldhood. My parents taught poetry, recited it from memory and poured it over my head, trusting me to be enchanted. I didn’t have to understand the words to feel the mood and the music.
Lovely. “Trusting to be enchanted”
Wonderful story. I love how you trusted her and her choice, then trusted your own bravest thought, and together you let life just flow along.
Such a sweet post. Thank you.
Very sweet. I'll remember this story. Maybe your granddaughter will become a poet.
Just beautiful. Such wonderful memories you are creating with your granddaughter. Sweet dreams for sure.
Beautiful. I would have loved to have seen into her dreams that night. I'm now seeing dogs wrapped in birthday blankets.
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