The little girl in the lavender dress caught my eye in church last Sunday.
She was nestled in the strong arms of one of our church members during worship, and I watched her until the lavender she wore stirred up a memory.
I knew that dress!
My mind flashed back to the days when my own little girl wore the dress. Her aunt had given it to us years ago.
After my daughter had outgrown it, it hung in our closet for way too long. Not until recently had I found it and happily passed it on to the girl’s family.
As the girl kept herself busy with her juice cup, I found myself thinking that the dress looked way better on her than it did hanging in our closet...
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