I am still feeling the shine from holding my nine month old grandson for the first time this morning in the visiting room.
I am still feeling the shine from holding my nine month old grandson for the first time this morning in the visiting room.
I was so happy I got to hold him, pick him up, squeeze him by his fat little cheeks. It felt like I received an early release date and got to just be free with him. I felt like my heart was full, yet the feeling of joy is still indescribable to me. I felt like a gleeful little kid with two fistfuls of overflowing candy.
Today, I am feeling really good and secure, letting my hair grow into a natural, an unkept natural. I don’t care what anyone thinks of me. I’m just doing me.
