Drinking all the cups of coffee. Sharing all the drops of bliss.
Click on the links to read To My Husband {Family Letters Part I} and To My Abby {Family Letters Part II}. Micah, Mama has been struggling to write your letter. You are the baby that has taught me something fiercer, something gentler, something braver, something more tender than anything that has come before. I have... Continue Reading →
Dear Micah, You've just begun to smile at me, and it's a private smile, as though you and I share the sweetest secrets. And perhaps we do. We share the secret of birth. The secret of midnight nursing. The secret of dawn coffee dates when you stare at me with your big, wise eyes while... Continue Reading →
