From the Farmer’s Market and making faces with my boys to this…still up, mind still racing here, there and everywhere two hours after the babe has been asleep. Still pondering BIG questions and feeling guilty for not being sound asleep while it’s possible. Piles of work, laundry, responsibility filling up the space around me and making me feel very, very small. I miss the faces.
suddenly, oddly, admittedly and humbly overwhelmed,