Tonight while we were eating dinner, Sophie said, "I want God." Frank and I kept talking. "I want GOD!!" We made a few existential cracks. "Sophie want God. I want God." I tried to give her more squash. Did she want more acorn squash? Is that what she was saying? "No, I want GOD!" And then she reached out to hold our hands, like we do when we pray, and she bowed her head. Oh. God.
And we saw the light.
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Every day the face of God shows up in my two amazing children. We are truly blessed.
Diana
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