Mother brushing sand off her toddler's feet on a sunlit beach during a motherhood session on Whidbey Island.

The Lasts We Never Notice: A Quiet Meditation on the Passing of Childhood

We are taught to watch for the firsts. We mark them in baby books, capture them on our phones, and announce them to the grandparents, the first smile, the first step, the first word, the first day of school. And we’re right to celebrate them because they are genuinely worth celebrating. The firsts arrive with […]

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