september 29, 2023

baby hears the morning thunder and waves his regal wave, as though to the garbage truck or to angels bowling.

yesterday when I was at a limit, an angel arranged a message on my voicemail — the only words that could have soothed me.

it is human to need touch, to need rest, to need love. sometimes when you are give give giving, all you need is to know that an angel does see you.