I feel like this past year of being a new parent as been so transitional, and everything feels like it’s hanging on by a thread. But while I was away something unexpected happened, I was able to fully and completely be myself for the first time in 11 months. I ate breakfast at a table. I did my hair and makeup in the morning. I meditated in my hotel room at night.

I was able to breathe.

I thought to myself “I better get Perrino back over here to film Ginny again.” Then a light bulb went off.