Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Love


I love you, Summer.

"The feeling you have for your child is so indescribably deep and consuming that it must qualify as one of the few transcendent experiences in your plain old ordinary life. It arrives spontaneously. It is miraculous and supreme and irrevocable. It makes all things possible."
Karen Maezen Miller

This is for my mom whose birthday is today. I love you, Mom.