Invisible bonds exist between certain people, such as that between members in the military or those that tie a family together, and one such connection is present between mothers.
All I understand is: My heart lives inside my daughter.
There are things you know you shouldn’t do, yet you do them anyway. Case in point: upon getting my infant daughter Hillary out of her crib recently, I realized I had to do some #1 business in the bathroom.
On October 20, 2012, a child of but 22-days old passed away at Lurie Children’s Hospital in Chicago, IL. He was a native of Iowa, from a city just outside my wife Lydia’s hometown of Moulton.
When your big brother is a dog, all will be well in your world.