We went out for a few hours to have dinner with family. When I opened the door and lights to our bedroom, I was simply smitten with the little piece of paper that our daughter, Julia, left for us.
It softened my heart and I got so teary eyed.
She is almost 7 years old and she is smart and beautiful.
At times, I fear what tomorrow brings, when there are questions I can no longer answer, unkind gestures that I cannot shield away from and perhaps the tiny heartbreaks she must endure day to day.
I can only hope and pray for the best and see her through. In her tiny world of make believe, I still am her greatest idol to date, and everyday is a reminder to enjoy her and her not-so-little sisters, to make memories while we can and to laugh out loud or sleep away our worries and fears because there is a higher being who makes us fear not.
With a little sigh on my heart, I call it a night.
Time to put away the woes of the day to make our bedtime just right.
As I bid my girls goodnight, I blow each one a gentle kiss that always warms the heart.
xoxo
