Another gorgeous velvet night of sleep. Another beautiful day that begins after a small hint of light brightens the sky. I could get used to this.
The boys took off on a walk to the library with Rachel and I am sitting down to start checking off things from my to-do list. Every now and then I straighten up and peer from my desk out into the street below. A solitary panic grabs me: Where are the children? Breathe, I remind myself. Things are as they should be. They are fine.
Maybe I've held onto my boy too tightly for too long.
It is hard, this business of expansion. Wonderful and freeing but hard. My heart is having growing pains.