I read this quote today on a blog I much admire:

Courage doesn’t always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, “I will try again tomorrow.” ~Mary Anne Radmacher

Made me think of a dear friend, myself, and Sunshine.

The light of love, the purity of  GRACE, The mind, the music breathing from her face, The heart whose softness harmonized the whole,- And oh, that eye was in itself a soul!   – Lord Byron

And, for my friend whose considering girls names for her fetus, some lyrics to a song I really love…

Well I’ve prayed for angels
And I’ve prayed for rain
Now I’m prayin’
Bless the hand that’s holdin’ me

Oh, sweet Caroline
Won’t you be my peace of mind
Oh, sweet Caroline
Won’t you be a good friend of mine

Though I lay burden
Still beatin’ from the storm
You came along, took my soul,
And set it free
Just as that sparrow
Brings the early morn’
So you, Oh you, deliver me

– Sanders Bohlke

This morning, my girl asked me to dance. Last night I spent time with my Brooklyn Mommy Friends. Today it’s 20 degrees outside and we’re baking a cake and cooking together. My life is far from perfect, but today it feels damn close. I am grateful for this life, this girl, and  this day– Amen.

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