merely a flesh wound.

What can I possibly say about the day that I tripped down our back stairs in the rain, and into the mud while holding my baby? Dropping Claire has always been this giant fear for me. She is so tiny, so fragile. Thankfully, she wasn't hurt and was able to use her mama to cushion her landing.

There are no words yet. No words except, thank You for keeping her safe in my arms. Thank You for keeping us safe in Your Arms. Thank You.