We colored together while her brother napped. You could say my picture was superior, but they could never really be compared. For hers evoked passion and dedication. A masterpiece that came only from hour after hour of hard work, until the former scribbles finally took their form. So much like motherhood. As we all attempt… Continue reading Her Masterpiece
She’ll never fully understand how much she is loved until the day she becomes a mother herself. But what she does know is uninhibited joy and arms forever a reach away, and that, to her, is enough…
My daughter was born crying, and the first months of her life kept me in the best shape of mine. Sitting became somewhat of a faded memory of yesteryears. Day after day, and night after night, I would pace the floor of her tiny bedroom until a path shown itself through the carpet. But as… Continue reading Unfiltered Love
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