Sometimes I look at her and my heart explodes

I’m 1877 days into this parenting gig, and I still don’t know what I’m doing. I suspect that is probably a good sign. I hope it is, anyway.

I’m so blessed that I get to spend my days with this little ray of light, and guide her as she grows.

Happy Mother’s Day. Here’s to the moms, and to everyone else who challenges and guides and comforts us as we continue to grow and evolve. And here’s to our charges, who bring light and hope and joy.