This week, for the first time since we moved back to Tennessee, our family sat down and watched videos from our time in Wisconsin. What struck me the most was how little our girls were back then.
I am not sure why I was surprised, considering our firstborn was two and a half and our baby was eight weeks old when we moved.
I don’t believe it’s any coincidence we watched those videos three weeks after my husband’s second brain surgery. In some ways, it feels like that those two surgeries, fou...
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