At dance, laughing so hard we can't keep dancing, so we all fall to the ground.
Riding in the car, just talking to my mom.
My grandpa's bear hugs.
My friend laughing loudly every time we're welcomed to physical science.
Sitting next to my brother in the temple.
Driving at night.
Wrapped up in a blanket, reading, when it's rainy and cold outside.
Makayla trying to kiss my nose and missing.
The words I miss you.
Forgetting myself in the movement as I swing dance with my cousin.
Praying and and knowing He's listening.
Christmas time.
That happy warm feeling that seems to follow you around.
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