It's only Tuesday and the week has already been so full. Despite the many professional duties that are lined up every hour of every day of this week, moments pass in slow motion. I look at someone's face, and everything else going on around quiets and my thankfulness wells up. The precious journey brought us here to experience life with new friends. This week is the culmination of the blessings we've shared together.
A raw and real time. Blossoming and withering and sprouting and tears and fears and faith and smiles. "It is already written" she says, wisely.