A thoughtful lady at cubby house playgroup yesterday asked how I was feeling. I confided in what was happening and mentioned our plans for the week. After coming out of our kindamusic class this morning she greeted me with the most beautiful bunch of yellow roses from her garden. Tucked under her other arm was her newborn baby son (her third child). He is only 3 weeks old and his name is John. Isnt that just the best name in the world for a boy.
Listening to music. Doesn't it feed the soul. Helps you come in and out. Transcending the moments.