Not me crying reading this on the subway. I’m so so so happy for you and all this precious time you get with your baby girl. ❤️❤️❤️ Cherish it, you deserve it!
How do you articulate a miracle? These beautiful words come so very close! The Mary Oliver poem echoes the poem/song called 'Eli, Eli' by Hannah Senesh, a Resistance paratrooper captured and murdered by the Nazis: Oh Lord, my God / I pray that these never end: / The sand and the sea, / the rush of the water, / The crash of the heavens, / the prayer of man. the melody is haunting: https://open.spotify.com/track/6btpbBuKFRX8Mkeybodx5V?si=0360f1b9e8b94a38
It is so beautiful to watch and read how the two of you help each other grow 🌸
Not me crying reading this on the subway. I’m so so so happy for you and all this precious time you get with your baby girl. ❤️❤️❤️ Cherish it, you deserve it!
We love you auntie Nam 💕
This is beautiful — I am both terrified and elated thinking of my own impending journey into motherhood. It helps to read yours.
You are strong and tough, you got this and it will be the most amazing thing that’s ever happened to you (in a life full of amazing things!)
Rosie 💗
Can’t say a Substack post has made me tear up before. Thanks for sharing this piece of your journey! 💗
How do you articulate a miracle? These beautiful words come so very close! The Mary Oliver poem echoes the poem/song called 'Eli, Eli' by Hannah Senesh, a Resistance paratrooper captured and murdered by the Nazis: Oh Lord, my God / I pray that these never end: / The sand and the sea, / the rush of the water, / The crash of the heavens, / the prayer of man. the melody is haunting: https://open.spotify.com/track/6btpbBuKFRX8Mkeybodx5V?si=0360f1b9e8b94a38