Apr 19, 2024
I felt the same the first time I held my son twenty years ago. I remember that feeling and still carry that sense of temporal weight when I look at him.
I felt the same the first time I held my son twenty years ago. I remember that feeling and still carry that sense of temporal weight when I look at him.
Artist, Poet, author, wife & mom May my epitaph be "She reflected love into the world."