Lillie crashed on her bike today so Jake and I took her on our date with us since her scrapes needed nurturing. Her spirit, her fight... is so strong. Her drive comes barreling at you. It's tough to know what to do, so you spend most of the day picking yourself up off the ground. She's an amazing human being.
It's both hard and wonderful to be the mother of a bonfire.
She looked exquisitely beautiful in the low light of the Cheesecake Factory. Her top lip was swollen where she hit the pavement and she had a bump on her forehead. Jake brought a bottle from home and put coke in it to keep her awake in case she had some sort of concussion. She sat at our booth, all beat up, sipping coke from a bottle with her bandaid-ed hand, playing an iPhone game with the other.
I simply want to be a moist helping of top soil in which she can spend a lifetime growing her very best self.
4 comments:
I love that it takes a while to become true friends with you're girls, but once you're in. You're in for life!! There is nothing better then being "in" with you're girls. Miss you all so much!
xoxo
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Your posts leave me breathless. Beautiful L.
I love the first aid - smart thinking
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