Today, it struck me how important it is for our generation to get off our phones and show our kids how to love well.
Maybe it's how we remember summer when we grew up, what we see friends doing, or what worked last year, but there so many lies telling us our summer isn't measuring up.
Dear younger me, I love your flair.
Consistency. Normalcy. There was no greater gift in my valley.
Dear younger me, you are deeply and completely loved.