My little 2 year-old this morning: “How sleep mama?”
Me: “I slept…okay, but more importantly, I got up to another morning to see your happy face.”
Every moment is a gift. Walk in love and go in peace.
An American humorist, writer and author. When boiling down the chicken soup of life, she finds those golden, fried nuggets of truth & writes them long after the kids go to bed.
