the Gift of An Ordinary Day

What a timely reminder.
A year ago I was still wondering how life with a teenager may look like. I still don't have a clear picture as yet. But I've had glimpses of it in the past year.

Yes, one must not fret. One must treasure.
Treasure these gifts of perfectly ordinary days that I'm having right now.

This one's for my son.
Mommy is sorry and I will always love you. Always.