Had an hour or two of some much needed “just me” time to meditate, listen to music, move my body, release. I thought back over the day and instead of feeling the inconvenience of my perceived version of disruptions, I thought about the best part of the day. My heart went right to my girl and I remembered a moment as I stood watching her, holding hands with her little friend, the two of them running freely, wind in their hair, their giggles and squeals for all adult hearts to feel, hear and take in. My own especially.
That, right there is what this is all about.
Every delicious difficult piece of it. 
