515. bittersweet bus stop


we walked hand in hand
such a very cold morning
her hand warmed mine  🦊❤️

It was a very cold morning as I walked my Granddaughter to the bus stop. We walked hand in hand. She didn’t have gloves on. I asked why? She said because they were in her backpack. I said nothing… I just continued to enjoy the warmth of her hand that radiated through my gloved hand. Then I stood and waved to her as the bus pulled away. Her mask had candy corns decorating it. 🦊❤️