In the middle

...are usually just reflections of my own flaws. 

We're all on a path of becoming.

I was able to witness up close, even living with them for a short period, how they really spent their days, and how they raised their incredibly intelligent and creative six home schooled children.

My journey looked different than I could've ever imagined with my first two sons-- but especially Emerson's breastfeeding experience. I still ache over it. 

Windows into the world and possibility.

Praising attempts, rather than just successes. 

Bonus episode. This isn't my normal weekly writing-- instead, these are the words I shared in December at a private party with some of my closest friends & family. I hope my vulnerability finds its way to the right person passes along hope. 

Learning how to sit still & believe that that's okay.

Such a weird & vague thing.

Because it's the only place I can be.

A list -- so I still remember after I'm out of my young motherhood season.