He’s almost 3 - 1st big boy bike, heard over & over again, “Not help me!”
Just occurred to me, I’ve been walking around, a big chunk of my heart living outside my body now for almost 3 whole years.
A second large chunk of my heart has been on the outside now for 7 mos. She smiles, she laughs, she babbles, she sits up - she will crawl away soon. Another large chunk of my heart - moving away from me.
Thus, reinforcing - there will never be a time when they’re in my arms where I will be the 1st to let go…never.
