Eight years ago today, I lay in a hospital bed, marveling at the tiny being next to me.
My first-born, my little girl, my love.
We were inseparable that first year. And still, even now, she loves to cuddle and snuggle and curl herself around me.
Tomorrow, my friend Amy will give birth to a baby girl. And a few years from now, I’m sure she, too, will listen to this beautiful, poignant song and weep.