"I felt the tug on my sleeve and looked down to find him standing motionless. His mouth was moving but I couldn’t make out his words. His quiet body in the noisy room caught me off guard. I bent down to find his voice."
Right now she’s still my little four-year-old, full of wonder and excitement and emotions. Big emotions. As I turn her over into your very loving and capable hands, all I ask is that you see her.
