Over a Few Nights. Part 3.

To think of this as a commencement and not a conclusion is helpful for I find myself very weary at the moment and there wasn't a moment earlier in the day to fulfill this lovely obligation. I did too much today and need to rest my head so soon, but I've remembered how important getting words out is to me. A couple weeks ago I committed to writing (something) for 10 minutes each day. An effort, I guess, to remember and nurture my inner self amidst the constancy of lending my outer self out more often in recent days. It's good to have a time restraint and to remember that good writing doesn't always have to be a part of the equation. Just writing anything at all gets me there, there to a place of thinking, acting and not only reacting to the needs around me. But all that to say, I'm done in for now. All is well and three little girls are sleeping under my very own roof. And here are some pictures of Caroline at one month old...last week!!...(perfectly darling white-eyelet-cotton-knit dress courtesy of my sweet friend in Norway)

Cheers and Love!