When my husband leaves for work my daughter usually jumps in bed with me until we both wake up to begin our day. She is 10 and I never once considered telling her she is old enough to stay in her own bed because for 1 hour before each day starts I am allowed to hold and hug my daughter as she sleeps comfortably in my arms.
I will miss this the most when she leaves for college (or whatever great endeavor she will embark on). In these moments, I feel strong because I am her protector. But my worry sometimes ruins these beautiful moments. Here is how reality met my worried brain this morning.
“I love you, have a good day and drive safe!” my husband and I have a ritual every morning. I always say the same thing and I mostly always mean it. I remember my mom…
View original post 360 more words