I had a no-show today and it’s tearing me up.
How can you just not show up to see your little baby girl? What is more important?
I’m shaking off my judgments and getting a good helping of humanity today – the unfinished, raw, and unruly kind of humanity. We are all capable of this, we are.
Still, it’s tearing me up.
This is the love I wish all the children could crawl into – the kind that never leaves and always stays, the kind of love that is older and stronger than this breath of life, the kind of love that has roots deep like a tree.
I don’t know who this song is sung to, but I’m singing it today.
Sometimes melodies are just better than plain words.