This week I went back to work. It was the hardest thing I’ve ever done, but it turned out to be wonderful.
I’m tired, so tired, but so content.
I cried all the way to work on Tuesday morning, but by noon I felt energized and excited. I remembered, I love my job so much. And I knew in the core of my heart that I was in the right place.
This week you ate your first bites of rice cereal. You laughed and talked and danced with your Gigi.
When I came home each day you and Gigi were waiting for me at the stop of the stairs. I have never been so happy to arrive home, never so filled with anticipation, as I am now. As I write this you are snuggled up against my cheek.
You are ever changing and always remarkable.
You are so loved, my Beanshine, always,