The smell of lilacs will always bring me back to the Maine summers of my youth... hence why I sniff them every time I pass them. Because those summers? They were pretty great.
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 –...