Dance

December 14, 2025 — 8:46pm

Dear Reese,

We have toy blocks out in the rec room after dinner. I put on Maisie Peters and start to dance, and eventually you join me.

It is movement of pure gratitude.

Lots of ups and downs from moment to moment, but when I step back and look at the arc of my life, this is a dream. A daughter. A home in Door County. My family next door. There will be more ups and downs, not only moment to moment but year to year, so I take a few minutes to soak in this high.

We’re here, together, you and me, Reese. And a cat on the couch and another hiding downstairs. Our little family is home.

Love,

Mama