April 2018 – Fireflies and Daffodils

I Have Not Forgotten

She breathes her warm, milky breath into the underside of my right cheek. In the past few minutes, she has been busy nudging her head on my shoulder a few centimeters to the left and then to the right. And then she starts the search all over again. Normally, she would push my head asideContinue reading “I Have Not Forgotten”

She Is Here

She is here. Routinely I smoothe her fine black hair that is already thick and long, suck on her chubby fingers that we used to see only in ultrasound pictures, kiss the bottom of her soft pink feet, and lift her tiny bum to my face. Still, these moments feel unreal. After we reaffirm forContinue reading “She Is Here”