I pray for Eve. I set intentions for my marriage. Some days are ridiculously hard with a toddler. There are always moments of struggle with a partner. Other flashes are full of giggles and resound with squeals of joy.
The lessons keep coming. Sometimes I need time with myself to decompress, to take it all in. A chance to curl up in a corner and listen to music. Other times it's my husband who needs to lie in on the weekend or wind down with his favourite football team.
Even Eve needs to read stories to herself and play with her penguin toys in peace. Taking these mini-breaks make us stronger when we all come back to each other. They allow M and I to focus more on the angel in front of us instead of endlessly searching our screens for the next new thing.
We're so much to everyone around us, but we must remember to take care of our own souls as well. Families are our mirrors; they will always reflect back our true selves. Even when we're apart, we're never more than a heart's length away from love.