I promise this won’t take long. I’m just going to cry on your shoulder a little bit. Just go with it.
See these girls? Varmint and her friends from years ago…
Here they are just this weekend, learning to become self-sufficient. Learning to fly. Learning to navigate the dangerous rapids in the river of life.
Okay, okay. They were just learning how to make egg noodles from scratch. But dammit, egg noodles are in the river of life!
The point of this post is that instead of feeling joy at the growth and change in these beautiful souls, I find myself crying. No, seriously. I’m crying.
Time and I, we’re not on the best of terms.
We have issues.