…g beside a meadow recently. As it circled lower in the thermals, I cast my gaze upward and inquired. “Shall I cast these words into the infinite dust of the cosmos?” Dipping down, tilting wings, it sent out a piercingly beautiful cry. Got it.
O….. mg. Awe-some.
Wowee..this is the article I wish I read before birthing my girls.
Love that your mum told you… the glow of “you” brighter… if that is even possible.
Pure magic… through and through.
Thank you for being you. x