I love watching as parents say goodbye to their children while I drop my own at school each day. Big burly men blow countless kisses to little girls barely bigger than the backpacks they carry. Mamas hug and nuzzle their babes before letting them go. The air hangs so heavy with love that you can breathe it in and let it's gentle power circulate through your own heart. Beautiful.
I wrote here for two years before I was brave enough to share this place. As usual my hesitation was unwarranted. Everyone has been so kind, people close and far away. All I can say is