Friday

My Yellow Bag

Funny thing, personal happiness.
Some find it in a walk or a hug.
Some find it in the person lying next to them at night or in the dog that sleeps at their feet.
Me, lately, I’ll take it any way I can get it.
A few weeks ago, I thought I had found it. My small piece of happiness…
hanging just there… from a metal rack, illuminated by florescent lighting.
Oh sweet yellow bag!
How I love you. (Well, it was you or your lime green twin.)
Decisions, decisions!
Jacob made it easy for me. He chose yellow.
Sweet baby boy.
He IS my true happiness.
I just wonder how long I’ll be able to take him along purse shopping…

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