18th Sep 2021: I’d Pinned For This

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The little girl climbed onto her mother’s laps and wrapped her arms around her mother’s neck.

The man saw the empty seat on his left where his daughter left and took it. The woman patted the little girl gently and occasionally looked at her. 

The man adjusted the mask the little girl is wearing and looked lovingly at her. The couple then engaged in a conversation. It was soft and gentle, maybe in consideration that their daughter was napping.

Even with the masks on, they can be seen smiling through their eyes.

I pinned for such a life not long ago, yet at this moment it seems like the last thing I’d have. I miss my husband, the man who teared when he said “I do” on our wedding.

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