There are words about this trio of girls we have. Everyday I have at least one thought about the wonderment of raising daughters. Sisters. Women. Wives. Friends.
THREE OF THEM!!!!
Mostly I just love how much they love each other. From the very beginning.
They’re so different, these three.
And so so good together.
Love is like that, isn’t it? Because we’re human, and we get in each others’ space and hurt each others’ feelings.
But we’re committed. And everyday is new and we try again. With new mercies and fresh eyes.
This is what they teach me. Every day.