January 09, 2009
Fork in the Road – Part 2 – Inclusion
I lay in the warmth of the sun, eyes half closed, half open, never losing sight of the little boy with the beautiful red crop, playing in the surf and mimicking the terns who's little legs somehow move fast enough to keep them from getting wet, wondering how lucky we are to inhabit this private island, where we live, just our family, our perfect family, with our perfect son, with nothing to compare to so nothing … Read More …
