Nothing can ever replace this feeling.
Standing in a far stretched open field looking at wheat crop dancing with winds.
A setting Sun in background slowly turning the blue sky with magentic hue.
In the moments like these, what's the best I could do?
C
There is no perfect, ideal, and cohesive road for motherhood, only the twist and turns of the “figure it out yourself” sort... Was I ever a fully-fledged person before I had my children? Why yes, of course I was… I had a life and it was a great one –...
