When they handed me an eight-pound bundle sixteen years ago, I remember looking at her and thinking, “Whoa. Who the hell are you?” I’ve spent the last sixteen years finding out, watching her grow from baby to toddler to children to adult, and I’m still as fascinated by this whole process as I was the…
Tag: inspiration
The highest peak
I haven’t published anything on the blog in a while, not for a lack of activity in my life, but rather due to a superabundance of change and events that have kept me leaping nimbly from one lily pad to the next to avoid submersion. Now that the dust has settled a little, I almost…