Last week, one of my good friends came and stayed with us for a week. I realize a week's time is something entirely rare and equally as special. Much like these two, really. I think long distance friendships are hard. You miss out on everyday life. I haven't gotten to know motherhood through her eyes. These photos have stuck with me as they've returned home. Getting to see them. Their interaction. Motherhood through a new lens. All of it.
And this crazy, little farm of ours... time and time again becoming the answer to prayers I never thought to pray.
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