After I delivered Daffy on Thursday evening, our doctors and nurses repeated that we could stay in our room for as long as we wanted and that we could see Daffy as often as we wanted. Our room was spacious with a comfortable couch for Danith to sleep on, but the next morning, he wasContinue reading “At The River”
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A Beautiful Connection
During my junior year in college, I resided in The Village, a duplex-style dormitory reserved for upperclassmen. An RA wasn’t on high alert to knock on a door for loud music or for the burning of incense. A parking lot was just yards away, so unloading groceries was a cinch. Collegiate neighbors, with their beerContinue reading “A Beautiful Connection”
The Magic In Not Knowing
Even as an adult I asked mothers why they loved their children. Their initial response was spiked with indignation. Why wouldn’t I? They hadn’t understood that my question was one of sincerity. Sure, a parent loves her child. But why? I loved (and still do) our deceased dog Pluto because of his innocent, tender faceContinue reading “The Magic In Not Knowing”
A Birthday Wish
I met Danith when I was eight and half years old. He can’t recall that moment, but I can. My parents and I were visiting his home to welcome him and his mother to the neighborhood. I was sitting on the couch across from his mother when she said that she had one son and quicklyContinue reading “A Birthday Wish”
Fireflies and Daffodils 