Today, I had to run to Sam's to pick up some pictures. The boys were starving, so we grabbed a few pieces of pizza and sat down at one of the tables.
Because their slices are so big a gooey, I made the boys wait for me to cut theirs up before they devoured it.
As I was cutting, I looked over and there was the sweetest couple sitting at another table. They looked to be in their late 70s. The lady was in a wheelchair. The man (I'm assuming her husband) was cutting her pizza into tiny bites so she could eat it.
It's so ironic to me that sometimes we end life the same way we begin it.
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That's one of those moments that makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
Jenni
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