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<blockquote data-quote="Copabanana" data-source="post: 674675" data-attributes="member: 18958"><p>I think happiness is something like when you snuggle up right close to D H's cheek, with your own.</p><p></p><p>Or when Sarah is happy in her sink. And you see her there. And feel complete, just for that second. Or when Dear Daughter laughs. And your worry eases, for those few seconds, because her laugh must be like bubbles. The happiest and most beautiful bubbles. I wish I could hear her laugh, just once.</p><p></p><p>Or son is quiet, as if stunned for that second, as his certainty is shaken about what you will or will not say....And while he may never, ever say it...he feels his love for you...and something like longing. And you feel hope. And love.</p><p></p><p>I think happiness is something like that. Life does not get better than those moments. Except dancing Tango, with the eyes of every woman in the hall on you, with admiration, and perhaps envy.</p><p></p><p>COPA</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Copabanana, post: 674675, member: 18958"] I think happiness is something like when you snuggle up right close to D H's cheek, with your own. Or when Sarah is happy in her sink. And you see her there. And feel complete, just for that second. Or when Dear Daughter laughs. And your worry eases, for those few seconds, because her laugh must be like bubbles. The happiest and most beautiful bubbles. I wish I could hear her laugh, just once. Or son is quiet, as if stunned for that second, as his certainty is shaken about what you will or will not say....And while he may never, ever say it...he feels his love for you...and something like longing. And you feel hope. And love. I think happiness is something like that. Life does not get better than those moments. Except dancing Tango, with the eyes of every woman in the hall on you, with admiration, and perhaps envy. COPA [/QUOTE]
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