the Hello Kitty and Angry Birds bandaids next to the Tylenol PM
the empty kitchen sink
that my kids love each other, the this:
at bed check the other night...
the moment at the end of the day when I remember I did read to Ivy, snuggled on the couch, did crafts with Gray, spent time with my Bible and prayed, a lot, and even though all that I still feel so much less than and not enough and a little sad... but I know that it's all going to be okay.