A lovely, soft photo popped up in the images scrolling by me yesterday that made me pause for the beauty of it. It was posted by a loving dad. It looked to me as though he had quietly slipped into the room where his daughter was hard at work, oblivious of all except her sketch pad and her pencil. Her teacher was very near her doing the same. They were silently drawing in the soft afternoon light from the window.
this image is scroll stopping - and this is why it takes me all day to read all my emails - haha - stopping for the beauty and the love
What a wonderful essay to forward to friends and family members who have the joy of being parents.