I looked up and gasped. It was cold enough to see my breath and I was staring at a bee hive. I thought of reading Winnie the Pooh as a little girl, of my grandfather wanting to have his copy of the book near him as he was in hospice care, and of my girls and our discovery walks. I slowly crossed the street and then stared up at the hive. I felt small, but in a good way, like the world was so much larger than me and full of possibility and opportunity. One of the trickiest things of parenting may be not allowing the events of the day swallow you whole. I can't stop looking up in wonder, I can't give into hopelessness. There is honey to be had and honey to make, and honey to share. #life #bee #sky
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  • amandamageeI looked up and gasped. It was cold enough to see my breath and I was staring at a bee hive. I thought of reading Winnie the Pooh as a little girl, of my grandfather wanting to have his copy of the book near him as he was in hospice care, and of my girls and our discovery walks. I slowly crossed the street and then stared up at the hive. I felt small, but in a good way, like the world was so much larger than me and full of possibility and opportunity. One of the trickiest things of parenting may be not allowing the events of the day swallow you whole. I can't stop looking up in wonder, I can't give into hopelessness. There is honey to be had and honey to make, and honey to share. #life #bee #sky

  • patriciadolan10your words, thoughts and musings are honey and a balm on this icy, frozen February day
  • nancyjoysI had a bad parenting day yesterday, your post reminds me to forgive myself and look for the wonders of today. ❤
  • amandamagee@patriciadolan10 your messages you send me do the same!
  • amandamagee@njnreads wow, what an amazing thing to say! Thank you.
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