On kindness, and how it matters and lasts.
A few days after I had Vivvi, I had to make a grocery run. Vivvi was napping, husband Wally could watch her, and Wally Ben and I needed to get out. After a few promises to not lift WV into the cart on my own, I was out the door and free! On the way, I planned my response if some kind-hearted cashier congratulated me and asked when I was due, since I had the look of a 20 week belly on my middle.…
