I checked a few things off my never-ending to-do list today, and delivered some materials for an upcoming program. It’s surprising how this simple act, driving to this familiar place, talking with my daughter who rode along with me, enjoying one of the best grilled cheese sandwiches we’ve ever had at an outdoor picnic table would feel so gloriously…normal.
This time spent driving was spent talking and connecting. She shared some of what she hopes for with friends, school, and the future. She helped me shop for an upcoming work project asked if she’d be able to help.
After our afternoon commitments, she got her first official makeup lesson. I watched her — this beautiful girl — and I was awestruck. At the way she is growing up and into herself right before my eyes, and the privilege it is to travel through this life with her.