Nighttime under a streetlight, a grandmother and her granddaughter see how even their shadows are connected.

Apr 9, 2009 0

Connected

We were walking out of the play and it was very dark.  My granddaughter took one look at our shadows and cried, “Look grandma, our shadows are together!”  I thought it so poignant that my granddaughter discovered another way we are close and connected.

There are natural laws that will always keep you connected to something good — even when you don’t have the strength, inclination, or knowledge on how to make this connection.  This is my flashback of good for today.  Suzy Shepard

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