My Daughter Came Home In Tears After Visiting Grandma Until I Took A Stand

stomach, coming up muddy and triumphant.

“Mommy, watch this!”

I watched her. Her strong arms. Her round stomach. Her loud, uncontained joy.

No marks. No fear. Just sun-warmed skin and mud and summer.

I walked barefoot into the yard. The grass was cool and prickly under my feet.

I walked barefoot into the yard. The grass was cool and prickly under my feet.continue reading …