Today you turn six, and that makes me extremely sad, and proud, and scared, and maybe just a bit awesome. Awesome, because you were nice enough to share your lives with me, and really, that’s pretty damn special. You were the daughters I saw in my mind when I was a little girl, just like you. Inexplicably connected to your Nana, in a strange (and, perhaps, devious) twist of fate, the incredible love and light you give the world has only just begun, and I’m so happy to be such a small...
Thursday, the day that never ended. I woke up at 5:30 to drive Freedom to work. (5:30. Me. Haha!) Then, I got home, showered, made this blog and this vlog, worked on my own stuff for a while, got ready to hunt down a new phone for The Husband and find a place that will duplicate a key for Freedom, and prepared for The Twitches’ annual visit to the ophthalmologist, which brought me to the new waiting room at a DC Children’s Hospital clinic. It was in that waiting room that I almost lost...
