With tears in my eyes and a knot in my throat I folded my daughters clothes tonight. Not because I mind, I actually really enjoy folding her clothes. The tiny size reminds me how dependent she is on us, the awesome responsibility of being a parent and caring for her.
And as I fold her sweet little clothes I find myself thinking of all the children around the world who don't have a mom to lovingly fold their clothes.
So it's with a heavy heart that I crawl into bed...grateful for my little girl and grieving for all the little ones who don't have a safe place to sleep tonight.
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