So, here is a glimpse at some of those not so little things in my life….
Is this little boy being led down a slippery slope? Or is he being held by his stubborn little hand as he insists on trudging down this treacherous path?
This little boy is my son, and the man is my husband. The beauty comes in the safety of the man holding the hand of the boy tightly, guiding him down that slippery, rocky path. Really, he IS being led down a slippery slope. But he is safe with his daddy, and he knows it. The beauty is that in this moment, even if it is just for a moment, all is well.
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