Mama At Last

Toys are all around. Pacifiers too. I’m organized yet find pleasure in those traces of a little one that serve as constant reminders that there is a child in my home. I have a family. I savor the past since he’s been in my life and treasure the dawning of each new day. Another milestone…

There have been moments of joy in my life thus far but never a season of happiness, the likes of which I have embarked upon since my son’s birth. It is beyond my abilities of most intricate expression to fathom it, much less describe it. For the first few months, I soaked it all in…

First, an update. Thank you all for your support and illustrations of love after my dad’s fall. Much of the outer wounds have healed but the underlying cause for the fall needs to be investigated further. Seeing one’s beloved father incapacitated or in pain in any way, is heartbreaking. My dad has such a zest…