today i went to richfield and held a baby.

no offense, richfield

but holding the babe was so much better than you. 

{2.5 hours there, 15 minute meeting, 2.5 hours back.}

... unless you're a client, then richfield was fab and i can't wait to go back!

seriously, though... navy missed me. 

i sat on the couch and told her mom stories of life on the street {as in - outside of the house} and startled navy babe a few times with laughter. someday she'll figure out how funny her mom and her bestie are and she'll laugh right along with us. 

and then in the same minute, we cried. well, i cried and bestie jen watched in foreign panic... for people in my life whose hearts are aching and whose lives are heavy with the burden of consequence.

wah. i'm still crying.

while it might not make sense to very many, i owe everything good to parents, friends, and a so, so, so secure web of people who have loved me my entire life through and who have carved out a safe corner of their hearts for me to nestle myself into.

have you ever had an aching heart? the kind that really makes you hurt? i have an aching heart and it's taken me 30 years to ache this kind of life-is-hard ache. i don't like it.

heavy week here, friends.