Thoughts of Friday's tragic events are still heavy on my mind. I can't imagine what the parents and families of Newtown are going through (and I really don't want to). So I turned off my TV for most of the weekend and spent the time instead hugging Chloe a little tighter, breathing in her laughter and silly games, and cherishing her innocence. The moments of childhood are fleeting and as a parent I don't always pay attention as much as I could have and should have. Every day is a gift. I need to remember that.
I will tuck these moments away. I'm so lucky to have that chance.