So here is Shimelle's version:
And here is mine:
And so you know why this seemingly happy picture made me cry, here is the journalling:
"I'm always sad the day before the boys' birthdays. My babies are growing up and while I love their new independence and traits, I miss them little. So my last hug ever from a seven year old of mine cause he's (title) not quite EIGHT yet..."
Take the time to do something scrappy today.