Will It Ever Stop Being Enough?
Every night before I go to bed I do one thing: slowly open the door to my daughter’s room and stand over her, hand gently pressed on her head or her cheek or her stomach, and I smile. Call …
Every night before I go to bed I do one thing: slowly open the door to my daughter’s room and stand over her, hand gently pressed on her head or her cheek or her stomach, and I smile. Call …