Several minutes ago I put my arms around a not-yet-awake Mary and, attempting to get her up and going for the morning, asked what I’d intended as a rhetorical question:
“Oh…. my sweet girl. (hugs) Do you know who I love?”
Still in her sleep, she answered, “Well, sure I do!” and named herself. That was the answer I was looking for. But without missing a beat, she continued to list others: her brother, God, and dozens of family and friends who really are dear to my heart. She went on for several minutes before trailing off into her sighing snores.
Mary still isn’t awake, so I’m off to go work on that again. But I’m glad she knows she’s loved, and I’m glad she knows you are, too š
Legend of Velda 
That is so sweet!
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