on our recent vacation, tears started streaming down my face. after a few minutes, i felt like i was a sobbing mess. why were tears flowing on our vacation? it should be a happy time.
i was standing there on the beach with the sand between my toes thinking about my girls first beach trip. i had to hold their hand and not let go. my hands had to protect the girls from the huge waves crashing right at their thighs. fast forward a few years later and my hands no longer have the job of protecting the girls. they are able to swim freely and jump the waves as they 