Almost a year after she opened the door, and the days have settled into a routine…wake up, go to work, get kids to school, afternoon time with the babies, lunch and naps, kids come home from school, homework, dinner, kitchen dancing, bedtime…it’s predictable, but somehow it still manages to take my breath away at least three times a day. There is comfort and safety in the routine, and I think we both needed that more than we knew. And then there’s this amazing space for all the wonder that we would ever find each other in this big, wide world.

When she looks at me like this, I know that Jesus loves us…that all that mysterious grace and mercy and forgiveness are real, hearts can heal, and this love is everything we ever dreamed love could be.

xoxo, k