Walk

Blessed walks. The morning and Madeline and me.

Theo would not have been able to walk most likely. At least thats what I understand from the mysterious wasteland of neuroscience. With only 10% of a brain and that 10% being “highly disorganized,” all things I know, do and understand instinctually would be impossible for my little man.

But every morning his tiny, precious soul is with me.

No need to understand mom. God lets me walk, right here with you. Deep in your heart. 

Thank you Theodore. I am so happy to be your momma.

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