The test said negative. Holding it closely to my eyes, by a window with the winter sun shining, I looked intently to see if perhaps the pink line was so faint that I hadn't registered its presence. It wasn't there. I knew though, that K, my 6 year old, had it. The fever was so high. He was crying weakly from his headache.
What a beautiful discovery. We are always learning, refining our edges, and being called to discover pleasure and play in the midst of it all. Loved this Mimi. Thank you! 🙏🏽