grateful

I was at the park this week with Zinni, and I paused to take it all in. 

That this is my life. My present. My right now.

It’s been a lot of change in a little time. I still remember exactly how it felt to be single and living alone, spending my days reading and studying and working, throwing whatever I wanted on a plate whenever I got hungry, listening to my music and getting lost deep in my thoughts. 

And now here I am.

At the park with the other moms. Watching for the little curly head that I count as my own, ready to help her if needed. Snacks packed in the stroller, ziploc bags for gathering leaves, band-aids tucked in my pocket and a pink scrunchie waiting on my wrist.  

Life changed so fast. It’s surreal sometimes. 

But I am so grateful. I chose this life and I want it. Nothing replaces holding that little hand that reaches up without a thought or a glance. 

I am grateful.