My wife spent the day at her weekly jewellery making workshop.
When I came home from work she welcomed me with a hug.
My step-daughter spent the day at school. Then the afternoon with her father.
She arrived at about half-past 8.
Shortly after we were all in the living room.
I was lying on the sofa with one cat walking on me, the dog trundling around the wooden floor, the other cat meandering in the background, and my wife sitting on the one-seat sofa with her daughter on her lap.
The moment was natural, warm, and loving.
Seemingly little moments like this can often pass someone by. I’m grateful I recognized the fortune I had to experience it, as I was experiencing it.
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