The ramblings of a woman on the downslide of life who hopes to get it all straight in her own head.
There's no place like home.
Home is where my husband and I reside; wherever that may be.
Monday, September 8, 2014
There's something about them! When my kids were little I spent countless hours kissing and loving on their little feet. I have to admit that even when they got old enough to walk outside bare foot or got sand in their little toes I still loved to snuggle those grungy feet.
Baby feet made me think of possibilities. The represent potential and future hopes. Once those little soles come into contact with the floor and learn how to navigate the big world of walking there is no stopping them.