Today my daughter decided to clean off the bulletin board in her room. Once upon a time I had tacked several things to it that I had kept as mementos, and she'd never really noticed them as her bedroom evolved from the guest room to her own.
This birthday card was from my father in 1998, the year that my husband and I were engaged. If I hadn't appreciated and cherished this, I wouldn't have tacked it up to stay in my view. But it also seems true that appreciation only grows as our hearts grow.
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