Love Is All There Is

Last night as I was writing the post below Twin B woke up and came out to sit on the couch with me in the dark. She pointed to the donations badge at the top right of my blog and asked "Who's that." "That's Margaret," I whispered, "She's nice."

"Is she a boy or a girl?"

"She's a girl."

"I love her," said Twin B.

A moment of silence as she settled in next to me. "I love everybody."