Her world by sarahmeyer

Her world

Some days I would give anything for a glimpse into her little mind. What is she feeling, thinking, imagining? This is always the bench she wants to stop at. But today, she needed the ground. This is the first time this Elsa has 'walked' with us. (It's brand new and was a replacement to one of the same, that I thought we lost, but then found, so it's been in a closet. She discovered it and now she has two.) Did she need the ground because the doll is different? Because the weather was different? Because the smells were different? Because she's wearing different shoes today? She didn't talk. I didn't even exist for the minutes that we sat today. Then, she was ready to go again. I love her no matter where she needs to be.
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