Love is...

My daughter Aimee handed me a small leaf on Saturday on our way out of Murphy's Bush, she proclaimed that it was a heart and she had wanted to give it to me for Valentines Day but didn't think it would last that long, so wanted me to have it right away.

I thanked her for the special gift and put it in my pocket for safe keeping.

I re-discovered it today when I was putting my cell phone back in my pocket - there was this rough, hard, pointy thing in there, so I carefully took it out, and it was a nicely browned reminder that I am loved.

Thank you Aimee.