The enormous privilege to make a life and give it more than you could have imagined.. and the gratefulness around this ability, sometimes hits me. Like on moments on a ferry when, in real time, it seems you’re watching your child shift into something new.
She’ll be 10 soon, well on her way to teenage years. But in this moment, I see the middle- the child, who still is amazed by this new skyline view, but is capable such complexity in her perspective.
When they say these years in between are magic, I get it. I know the path we’re headed down soon isn’t an easy one, as demonstrated by her older sister. But the gratitude for now, practicing that feels so important for the emotional muscle needed in the future.