Our son loves to watch the world through this little window next to our front door. From it he watches the dog across the street, the pheasant run through the front yard, and the weather change by the hour.
He also watches every time I leave. Every. Time.
And each time I watch his eyes bore into mine as I pull out of the drive, a little piece of my heart breaks.
I’d love for you to join me today at the newly relaunched Intentional By Grace today as I share about how I deal with this strange brew of mommy-guilt as I go about the things I know He has set before me to do.
I’d also love to wave a big hello to any new folks stopping by from Intentional By Grace! Thanks for coming over. I hope you’ll feel at home here!