For the past week I have been trying to come to terms with the fact that my last baby is about to turn one year old. So much has happened in the past year to me and to her. I don't have many words right now, just nostalgia and pictures--it is HARD loving three sweetfaces so much and watching them grow up at the speed of light. The Ache has struck once again. I just re-read this beautiful essay by Sarah Bessey, and it soothed me. Note to self: read her words about the ache at least three times per year: November 4th, February 7th, and May 21st. It's like eating chocolate after a dementor attack.
Tomorrow is the big day! Sigh. Sniff. I can do this.
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