to begin

Time will pass and you won’t know any of the feelings we had about you when you were little. You’ll perhaps have shadow feelings – an echo of something across time that may reach you. But the only way you’ll know what we felt about you is if we put it down. So that’s why I’m creating this now, even though someday it might feel to you the way a yellowing photograph of my parents feels to me today.

I’m not going to say a lot this first post. I just wanted you to know that even though you didn’t pass through my body, even if I could have had the joy and grace to have created you within me, I never, in a universe of time, could have made a child I love more than than I love you. That’s why I always say “I love you more” to you. Always more.

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