As G grows older, I’m finding myself more and more clinging to glimpses. Who she was. Who she will be. And I love these glimpses – they are such a big part of really knowing her. Noticing them takes careful observation, like catching the early morning sunbeams. But oh, they are lovely. And so worth soaking in. During babyhood, it was glimpses of who she would be. These come in little snapshots, flashes of light that are gone as quickly as… Read more »
