Almost Home

Today, I'm missing my little girl. I'm missing our prolonged mornings, the ones where snuggles are a priority, where an over-the-top breakfast is always in order. I'm missing the mornings when seeping deep on a tub of bubbles, light as feathers, fits nicely into our agenda. Where we'd sit and be and enjoy.

And though I miss those prolonged mornings, I know my little girl will smile a smile so great the moment I step through that door. That smile fuels me. Drives me. I'm almost home.

Little Cowgirl

I never knew Halloween could be this fun!