Do you know what I see when I see this photo?
I see happiness
When I see the wrinkles,
it isn’t in the typical “i’m ugly” way.
I see wrinkles because I’ve lived,
I’ve loved, and learned.
I’ve hurt, then been healed.
The wrinkles I see around my eyes,
they’re okay by me.
Because you know what else I see?
Total and complete adoration for my son.
(Can’t wait to share more of our family photos that Mandi took last week!)