Fearlessly Beautiful

"Am I beautiful, Mommy?" my almost five year old asks. She spins in a second-hand, slightly faded dress. Her hair's a bit of a tangled nest from just waking up, and her sash is untied, hanging loose around her. She is young, but already soaking in so much of the world around her. Maybe too much. I think, how? How in … Continue reading Fearlessly Beautiful

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