You are my daughter.

You are my daughter. You whispered to me in my dreams and said "Mama, I will know you. I will show you how big your heart can grow." long before we ever met. You grew inside of me, deep within my center and in my heart and I felt you dancing and knew you, even then. And then, I held you, my baby bird, and when ...

The Story of Us

So, I could totally write about how today, we spent an hour watching my baby feed herself chicken and peas, and how her face now looks like a green cubist portrait; I could write about our family jam session to Eric Clapton's "Bell Bottom Blues", and how when I serenaded my husband, I saw his ...