When the light is dimmest
Some of the best things can appear.
After a very difficult and almost completely sleepless night and day with Lillian (cold, teething, tummy issues), I just wanted to go to sleep as soon as Lillian finally passed out, but I shoved my angry, frustrated, irrational, petty, selfish self down in the chair and forced myself to write something. Ten minutes later, Kelly is reminding me why I have enjoyed writing her so much, with a pivotal (and typically Kelly) conversation
Now, bed. Sleep, hopefully.