So this morning as I'm dropping my kids off at preschool
my 2 year old daughter comes running to me with a painted rock in her hand.
My first thought was, "Oh no, where did she get that? I'm going to have to find its rightful owner!"
I glanced at what it said and thought it was cute, then flipped it over and saw the bottom.
I was so excited I was "allowed" to keep it! The most amazing thing is that I am therapist,
and part of my logo is a heart. I love hearts, and I think hearts represent love.
When I am instructed to do mantras in a yoga class I'm taking,
I always think "I. Am. Love." So, this rock is just perfect for me.
It is now happily on display in my therapy office.
Thank you for making my day!