I catch my daughter’s reflection in the vanity mirror when she runs past me while I am getting ready. In the quiet of the chill, still morning, the room dark, the sun hasn’t made its appearance. She goes straight for my bed, under the covers to warm up. I head over to tell her good morning, her small hands pull the blanket up to her face, and all I can see are her eyes.
Love seeing this our in the world 👏🏼👏🏼
Beautiful!
So beautiful, Jen! Glad you captured this moment and wrote about it 💕
Love seeing your words here! And how your daughter reflects the creative in you and vice versa! ❤️❤️
Grateful to get to write alongside you friend! Thank you for always cheering me on!
Love seeing this out in the world!!! And the picture is perfect. Such a sweet relationship where you two encourage each other in creativity. ❤️