“She's manipulating me because she doesn't want to go in her crib, and it works because I keep holding her.”
Beautiful. Doesn’t this too feel so much like the interaction between the writer and the Universe?? Like when we write with the intention not to forget, the Universe can’t help but acquiesce to our humble request to keep being held?♾️
“She's manipulating me because she doesn't want to go in her crib, and it works because I keep holding her.”
Beautiful. Doesn’t this too feel so much like the interaction between the writer and the Universe?? Like when we write with the intention not to forget, the Universe can’t help but acquiesce to our humble request to keep being held?♾️
OMG I love this final photo — so precious!
This was so good. Call backs and the same words appearing again. Thank you for sharing
Bravo!! Love, love the photo of you and your daughter. Beautiful, sensitive essay.