Friday, February 18, 2011

Big Girl

Four years ago, at 9:11am, I held my daughter for the first time. I can still remember how it felt to have her little, squirming body on my chest. She was bigger than I expected, 8 whole pounds, and she looked hardy, too. From the start, she' s been my strong, indomitable darling. What I didn't know until later was how she'd make me finally understand that tired old expression about a smile lighting up the room. Her smile does that. Its positively luminous.