Something has changed around here in the last couple of months. My dear forever mom has reached a boiling point with things. In general, she is an overtired, emotional wreck of a person who I barely recognize.
But that’s the thing about motherhood.
She’s also stronger, healthier, and happier than she’s ever been.
And from what I’ve observed from the ground up, I can tell you with no doubt that she needs people. She needs someone to listen, as you have to me for the last two years. It’s a different perspective, but it’s a good one. Trust me.
So today, I resign my post as the reporter of all things joy: from the ground up in hopes you will check out the new variation on our lives at something she’s decided to call Tiny Little Fingerprints.
Please consider continuing to follow our excitement at this new place. Trust me, it’s where the joy’s at.