One time on Hollywood Boulevard I saw a young girl with a baby. It was a crisp winter morning & her hair shone dark purple in the sun. She was panhandling outside the Holiday Inn & the door clerk came out & told her to be on her way & I wondered if anyone would … [Read More]
I sometimes wake in the early morning & listen to the soft breathing of my children & I think to myself, this is one thing I will never regret & I carry that quiet with me all day long.
The first time his laughter unfurled its wings in the wind, we knew that the world would never be the same.
She laid on my chest & her breathing filled me almost to beyond what I could hold.