I found this photo going through my archives. At first I thought it was an accident, but I think my husband took this one on purpose. It captures that "something" that's hard for a parent (or equivalent) to explain. Possibly one of those "Joys of Parenthood" things*. I'm posting it because I've had a hard couple days at work. Nothing earth shattering, but sometimes we need a reminder of why we work and why we go on. So tell me, on those days you feel down, or blue, what keeps you going?
*I do not belittle or scoff at those that choose to not have children. There is nothing wrong with that choice. These are just a thoughts of someone that did.