Beginnings are exciting.
One of my oldest, dearest friend sistah-gurls (and often psychic shoe twin) is adopting a wide eyed 4 year old who is finally "coming home" to their house this weekend. I know it’s exciting and scary for them, and him being 4, he’ll likely remember this weekend too, even through the blurry lens of time. Might be scary now, but what a gift to remember the day you got PICKED.
And by such cool people too.
Much love friends— today is just the beginning.
Sent from an amazing piece of pocket sized technology with more computing power than the space shuttle.
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*sniff, sniff* love ya’