Baby girl, each month, we get to know you more and more.
Each month we get to see you impact the lives of people near and far. 

Norah, you never cease to amaze us.

May was no different.

Memorial Day weekend signals a new beginning in the Zuidema house: the beginning of summer, a.k.a race season. Lane drag races during the summer and the first big race of the season always falls on Memorial Day weekend. Every year, this weekend is filled with sunshine, great friends, and fast cars.

Being at the race track, with the sweet smell of race fuel in the air and feeling the deep, growling rumble of power in my bones, I'm reminded of another beginning, my favorite beginning.

So many of us are wounded. Just like scars, no two experiences are exactly the same; our wounds and healing processes are each uniquely our own.

Hello, Norah!

How is it possible that you are two months old today?!

Tomorrow is the day. The big day.
Tomorrow is the day I go back to work.

It has been 8 weeks since my last official work day.

Am I ready to go back?

Absolutely, yes.
But also, absolutely not. 

HOW is it possible that 8 weeks is up so soon?!?