Ivory woke up early in the morning, just as I was about to get into the shower. She came in crying, that little whimper that comes after a bad dream.
I am thankful that she has a mother who can comfort her after a bad dream. I know there are children who don’t have that, and I am grateful that I was there–and not yet in the shower–to hold her and calm her back from the dream world into reality.
It is moments like these that remind me why it is important to fight the depression that comes sometimes, so that my children can have a mother there to hold them and comfort them in times of need.