10/19/2026
If I could have a moment with little Carley… 🤍
I wonder what she would ask me. Where we live. Who we love. If we’re happy. If any of the things she dreams about actually happen.
I’d want to tell her everything, but I think I’d spend the first few minutes just smiling at her.
There would be so much to explain. The choices we’d get right, the ones we’d learn from, the times we’d have to start over when we thought we should already have it figured out.
I’d tell her about the children she gets to love. The people who show up for her. The life she gets to build, even when the path looks nothing like she imagined.
And looking at her, I think I’d remember a few things, too. What made us happy before we worried about keeping up. How easily we dreamed before we needed to know how it would all work out.
I spend so much time thinking about what I still need to do. Seeing this picture made me stop and think about what she would see.
I hope she’d feel safe holding my hand.
I hope she’d be excited about where we’re going.
And I hope I can give myself a little of the kindness I feel looking at her. 🤍