There's always so much I want to say and share and write and capture but sometimes I feel it takes away from it all. I have been living so slow and so fast that it feels like each month lasts the span of a year. I adore it. Seven months into this journey and I can feel the four of us settling perfectly. Like when you finally nestle into your pillow just right. And it isn't always easy. Maybe you don't always sleep through the night. (And yes this is a metaphor but also yes I am a light sleeper.) The point is you wake up each and every day to something new and familiar and scary and beautiful all at once. You begin again.
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