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the best thing – a poem
Perhaps the best thing I can do today is to hold my baby close — to smile at him, to delight in him — to show him that today, he is safe and loved. The world is not safe, of course, but if, perhaps, he believes it is during these young years, if he eases into reality with a guiding, trustworthy hand, if he discovers it in pieces and not all at once, perhaps he won’t fear it as I do. 5/23/16
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naked and unashamed – a poem
This afternoon, As my toddler buzzed around the room happily after his bath, He caught a glimpse of himself in the full-length mirror. Upon seeing his reflection, All naked and plump and perfect, He let out a squeal of pure delight. May we all relearn to see ourselves with Such warmth, Such affection. 8/11/16
