We see what we meant to see

At the relaxation on the ground with Anton after my brief morning yoga practice, I felt that my throat was blocked. There were words needed to be let out, but I didn’t want to say anything, or I didn’t know how

I played with Anton on the ground, then I carried him in the carrying cloth when I realised that he was tired. While waking him around I checked the messages on my phone behind him. Then I saw this beautiful facebook message forwarded from Mattea Goff, I @ Anton’s father without any hesitation: I wonder how many moms out there are thinking the same…

Here I attached the original drawings: (more…)