And so after an entire day (two weeks) of feeling worthless and invisible and wondering what my place in this world really is, I went into The Goose’s room. She had been miserable all day and wouldn’t stop screaming no matter what the hubs did. I took her in the rocker, and she grabbed my shirt in her little fist and breathed in and out through the fabric until she finally fell into a peaceful sleep, finding comfort in my smell.
And that is why I believe in rainbows. What does it matter what the world thinks of me? Gertie needs me to help her sleep when she is scared and in pain. That’s all I need. First came the rain and then came my rainbow.
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