I am going to give myself permission
to move on.....
The ache of mother-want is still there. The longing for sweet and small and vulnerable,breathes in me with each intake of air.
Here I am. Arms empty. (only because the 3 lambs I have are too big to cradle :))
I am officially going to let go and give myself permission to close the chapter
and put the book on the shelf.
I am forever blessed for my three baby birds and am so so so grateful