Someone close to us got a devastating cancer diagnosis yesterday. Invasive cancer. Surgery next week.
Why do the reminders that life is a precious gift have to hurt so much?
Today we are home, having one of our patented 'pajama days' as the toddler has boogies.
I am okay. The usual tired, but okay. How dare I complain?
Last week, I ordered a bunch of glow-in-the-dark stars and we finally got around to slapping 'em up on the front door this morning. Eventually, we will have a glow-in-the-dark party with the neighbor kids.
After that we watched Youtube videos about space. I told the toddler everyone has bits of star dust in them, we are all part star. That Mars is red because of iron and we also have iron inside us. We are all a part of the whole, always connected, never lost from each other.
We just don't get to choose the form that connection takes.
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