As this baby girl wakes up, mama sings for her. Such beautiful magic. It brings tears to my eyes this morning. I cry for the baby girl that Carl and I didn’t get to have together, but I pray that he’ll help me find a way to her, in whatever form that might take. Song…it is so much like prayer. I breathe into this life so that I might remain open to where ever it is that God wants to bring me.

{originally published Dec 12, 2014}