One day I sat outside Elle's room while she napped, my back up against the wall, and wrote Gracefully. The words came easy. They were crisp, clear. I was the subject-matter-expert. It felt monumental to get them down on paper: they were the words I had needed months before.
But how would I share this story?
At Elle's next appointment, encouraged by Brett, I told Dr. Clark what I was up to. He was excited. He got it: I wanted to help other parents.
But did I have enough grace to create something extraordinary?
I looked to my children. Elle was taking on the journey herself - showing me where pure grace comes from:
And Cooper was there watching over her.
Photos by Brandy Cardarelli