676.9 miles
38 hours.
to brooklyn and back.
sitting in a cafe
with a small group of friends and family,
showering gretta and ben with love and hope.
on a bench,
side by side with my youngest child,
with my hand on her full belly,
the warmth of
my first granchild
right there, under my palm.
if that is not hope
i do not know what is.
tiwhll...This Is What Hope Looks Like...an autumn series with occasional posts, starting today.
(photo shared with permission of auntie-in-waiting hannah)
Blessed with Hope.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Jeanneke.
Love back at you, friend from far away. xo
DeleteTiwhll indeed! Wishing Greta and Ben the very best. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you for the good wishes! We are counting down the weeks now! xo
DeleteSo happy for all of you, Karen! xo
ReplyDeleteMy Mumsie is so excited! xoxoxox
DeleteJust checked in and was so happy to read this, how wonderful the circle of life is happening right before our eyes!
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