…one year later.
one year ago: two people (and a dog) full to the brim with nervous anticipation from the mountain of, ‘what if’s,’ and, ‘what next’s,’ and, ‘how in the world’s?’
one year later: three people (and a dog) chuckling comfortably as if we knew what we were doing all along.
And that is the beauty of one year.
Happy First Birthday, Harper Albi Harris. I wish I had the time to write all the feelings, emotions and lessons I have learned with and because of you over this past year. But you are sleeping… and if I learned anything this past year, it is that when you are sleeping I need to be sleeping too.
The blog will be back again someday (hopefully soon.) I have been storing up a lot of good material. But to be honest, it has been nice to take a break from blogging and to be present during this one very short and very full year.