my friend andie painted this from an old pic of casey and i. isn't it lovely? what is extra special to me is this was a self portrait i took in those sleepless, almost hopeless, hours with a colicky baby. my heart shattered daily in these days. for her, so discontent. for her little brother who was so terrified by her he stopped eating. for my husband and i who were merely surviving it all. the only time she wasn't screaming was when she passed out from pure exhaustion. and i didn't dare move for fear of waking her. doesn't she look peaceful? hard hard months, but we came through and now she is the silliest loudest wildest thing going.
what a beautiful honor.
and somehow this softens one of the most difficult stages of my life, thank you andie,