Good Days

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Day 261

Sometimes… good days are made up of little things like blowing bubbles and chasing them until they are just out of reach.

Sometimes… the beauty of being a kid is laughing so hard you lose your breath.

Sometimes… being a grandma is just hugs and laughs and homemade peach cobbler on the side.

Sometimes… being siblings means that little whisper of encouragement when you think no one is watching.

Sometimes… life is about doing for others that cannot.

Sometimes… family is made of all of these.

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