Today I asked Dia if she was happy.
"Yes" she said simply.
"Do you have a happy life, love?"
"Yes" she replied with a big grin.
"What makes your life so happy?" I inquired.
She reached up with those still-so-small hands, held my face in them, looked me directly in the eyes and said
"You do."
This gave me a few little tears. I can just picture her saying it.
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