I spend the day in pain, exhausted and lonely.
But what I'll remember tomorrow is that a little girl, a child who is not my own, hugged me, tugging on my hair and said "I love you". Everyday that I see my little friend her face lights up and she smiles as if I was her bestest friend whom she hasn't seen in months.
I wish adults could be as open and free with their love as 2 year olds are. I wish I could be that open and free.