Snap! And you were here. The many days-disappeared. The wait was over. Or had it just begun? The dance was kicks. The singing was cooing. You heard many songs. You sung “Let It Go”. You crawled. You ran. You climb. You jump.
I held you on my forearm. You are half my height. I told the doctor your age; his face said I couldn’t be right. A few scrapes and falls never stopped your roll.
Some days are sad. Some days are bright. A lot happens in this life that you will need to take light. Many more born days, this I wish for you. Keep it light, one moment at a time.
Le Ciel est Bleu 