I met Bridget a thousand years ago. From the moment I first met her I could see the wisdom in her eyes, patience in her heart, and fire in her belly. Oh, and her hands are made out of kindness. And puppy-dog tails.;) I thought that her and I were cut from the same cloth, however after seeing her amazingly clean and organized home, I realize now that I am wrong. No matter, I dig her anyway.
Today she snuggles with one daughter while she waits for the other. Their family is not yet complete—the really sweet chapters are just starting. But with a an amazing amount of grace and courage, she waits. And the rest of us wait with her to see this family of 3 become 4.