reddirtlattes/ March 26, 2014

I am still here. Needing to look up, look out, widen my eyes and take in a periphery. It’s been thirteen months since the birth of my son. It has been glorious, mesmerizing, intoxicating to be filled with nothing but the smell and taste of your children. I feel drugged. I feel full. Now it is time to look up, look

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