grace & motherhood

fleeting glimpses of my little darling

that take my breath away.

She has a way of doing that.

the overwhelming thought

that she is my daughter

sinking in slowly

and warming me from head to toe.

I remember being 25 years old and grieving

It took 17 years to hold

number four, in my arms

another year to heal.

This place is beautiful.

the journey here

irreplaceable

it changed me.

grace with a little g

and my darling "lil G"..........