A POEM FOR NALAH


A butterfly lights beside us like a sunbeam.

For a brief moment it's glory and beauty belong to our world.

But then it flies on again, and though we wish it could have stayed, we feel so lucky just to have seen it.

Saturday, March 31, 2012

The Simple Things I Miss

I love how Nalah is playing footsie with the paper here. She was always exploring the world, somehow. Often with her feet. Also, Nalah would focus on whatever we were reading and seemed to enjoy the visual stimulation. We had no doubt that her eyesight was good. She startled at a young age to changes in light, and would track us with her eyes and show awareness of her surroundings. As she grew older she enjoyed her Tropical Mobile (went through about four of them, as toys would 'seize up' after about six months of constant motion) and dozen balloons tied to her crib. We both look tired here, and given how little sleep we often had that was sometimes our normal. Still, I do not regret a second and I miss these simple things....doing any daily activity with Nalah was a blessing. I miss having her physically near my heart. Nalah is a little over a year old in these photos.

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