molly
everyone keeps asking me if i'm excited. i think i've been protecting my heart for so long, it's hard to let it go.
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daniellela
i'm tired of talking about it, but i know it'll all come out eventually.
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kikiboo444
Today remembering how I talk to myself is just as important as how I talk to others
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jennapütz
All too often, I ignore my own advice.
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lindsay.crandall
The sun was already going down, our hands cold. Sometimes I worry that we don't have enough. But what we have is good. What we have is each other.
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mtkatiecakes
He said the cookies were high-end as we sat by the woodstove and warmed up our damp, chilled bones.
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bitsofsunshine
they were giggling and laughing, so i let them laugh a while longer. then we played duets on the piano and watched a documentary on chickens and their eggs.
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Kentucky Melissa
We woke up in Washington DC, drove, listened to Abbey Road over and over again and now we're back. Our old Kentucky home. Home is good.
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LillianClaire
It felt so much like official holiday season. He just didn't have it in him, he was just sort of that half-crazy half-asleep.
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tara
it's my job to give them what they need, one hundred percent of the time. giving them what they want is discretionary. (that sounds so badass.)
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upper pond/jane
From the moment he was born I knew I would worry about him the most. He has not proven me wrong.
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erin
by dinner, she was her normal self. me, on the other hand, i disappeared.
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cebbtn
A diagnosis with no answers, just unanswered questions. It won't do to worry, but I still won't rest easy tonight.
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journeywithasmiplegirl
heard him calling my name, and i knew he was trying to get me to notice the sunrise. but i couldn't answer, the beauty left no room for words.
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betsy
what a week. despite the fever, we solved inequalities and finished our mandarin. and then she fell asleep twice. while i love the light, it is doing me in.
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sarah | urban.prairie.forest
home is where my heart is. home being the people more than the place.
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dianalouisa
it was so good to return to this home and space that we have created together....how I love it here
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slightly everything
At 4am I decided I'm just not the sort of Mum that can get up hours before everyone to complete work projects. It was the best decision of the day.
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