Grace, tonight:
“Whit, your eyes are the color of the sky. It’s beautiful.”
Whit, tonight:
“Mummy, I love you.”
“How much?”
“As much as the whole world.”
Running through my head like the neon stripe of words on the Times Square Jumbotron tonight:
- God grant me the serenity
- To accept the things I cannot change;
- Courage to change the things I can;
- And wisdom to know the difference.
(Reinhold Niebuhr)
My daughter, to me: "I love Daddy a thousand. … I love you three."