Today My darling daughter, It’s been nearly five years. And yet, I find myself—standing here on the eve of your birth—in complete shock that yet another year has flown by. The precious baby you once were slipping even farther into memory. Leaving me both sad, aching for your smallness, and happy, too. In awe. At the beautiful stroke of color your life has left on the page of our existence.I allow myself to imagine. To dream. Write.About the parts of your story that haven’t been written.One of your favorite chapters is the one of your birth. You love to hear how the wise and […]
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