A "God" Day


We both got up on the wrong side of the bed.

She knew it and so did I.

And she wrote me this thoughtful note to tell me just what she was thinking.

{She even neatly trimmed it.}

But she first misspelled “good” and wrote “god” so it originally said:

“It is a bad day for me but my Mommy thinks it is a god day for me.”

And when she handed it to me, I slowly started to smile again.

Yes, everyday is a “God” day for us, dear one. Especially the bad days.

I didn’t want her to correct her spelling {this time}, but she did.

But I’ll always remember what it first said.

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