Friday, July 8, 2016
Last night, when the boys were off doing their own things, Ellie and I went to install her newest happy place. The smile on her face seemed to be permanent. As was the tenacity involved in getting onto the disk. She was adamant that she was going to do it all by herself. Each time her palms got more red and sore... but none of that mattered. Ellie was going to swing, getting as much air as she possibly could. All by herself, but with her personal audience close.
I love that spirit of hers. When she sets her mind to something, she's so focused. She won't be satisfied with herself until she can do it on her own terms. She's strong and has this force about her that is firm but sweet. It's what makes Ellie, Ellie.
So now she swings. Each and every chance she has, as high as she wants and all on her own. And as it turns out, her happy place happens to be mine as well.
Posted by Megan Boyum at 4:59 PM