When the world gets to be too much for me, I often hide.
This morning I told Kailey that she will have some big surgery on October 21. She was sent home early from school after the smell of rubbing alcohol triggered an anxiety attack.
This is how she spent her afternoon. Folded between the ottoman and sofa, on the floor, out of sight, with the IPad. She sat there, in her space, decompressing and happy.
She is her mother’s child




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