Teeny No More

I beheld a woman holding a teeny tiny baby at the checkout today at the grocery store, and there it was: the instantaneous weep.  Somehow these days the mere sight of a fresh newborn baby brings prickles to my nose and drippy tears to my eyes.  When they took my womb in the hysterectomy, I think they also must have surgically extracted a little piece of my heart. But here is my sweetheart, all stretched out after landing a jump today at ice skating practice.  When I was a wee little one myself, I used to watch figure skating on … Continue reading Teeny No More