This morning was one of those hard to let go of FoH mornings.
Mothering.
I’m still trying to navigate it. I’m sure I always will. Trying to find when to hold on and when to let go … when all I want to do is hold on … is hard.
But that’s Love.
This morning was one of those hard to let go of FoH mornings.
Mothering.
I’m still trying to navigate it. I’m sure I always will. Trying to find when to hold on and when to let go … when all I want to do is hold on … is hard.
But that’s Love.