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.

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Nalah and her Daddy





In honour of Father's Day, an early photo of Nalah and her Dad. Nalah is very young here, likely less than six months. Always alert, she was very focussed on family members. She knew us, and how to communicate with each of us. Her Daddy would ask her to do certain things, facial expressions, and she would copy. Daddy was wrapped around her finger. I always enjoyed seeing the love/compassion when they gazed at each other. A favourite memory.

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