Sometimes you have bad days, and then you get a hug from your kids, and you remember life isn’t so bad. They have just as much power to make you feel better as you do when you kiss a boo boo on their knee. This little one gave me a much needed hug yesterday and then after she went to bed I played around with some pictures of her she let me take (which doesn’t happen too often! She’s a runner…) It’s my own form of therapy. 
