“The Power of My Love Beams is Still Quite Potent”

"The Power of My Love Beams is Still Quite Potent" ritual

Read by author Last night I watched my littlest fall asleep. He’d crawled into crisp white sheets still wearing his dusty play clothes. His hair smelled like dirt and grass and autumn leaves. I “tuck tucked” my way around his sleepy toddler body, pushing his blanket under his sides just the way he likes it. […]