Creating Space

A birthday, a reset, and the space in between 🥳

This morning started with eager footsteps and quiet whispers. I walked into the hallway to find Hawk already up, wide-eyed, grinning, ready for his birthday. Henry and Parker weren’t far behind, barely containing themselves, vibrating with excitement over unopened presents.

We were at Lauren’s house—my partner—and the scene had already been set. She’d sp…