Hug Your Loved Ones a Little Tighter
Her arms hung around my neck, her warm breath on my cheek. And in that darkness, I wept. I wept for the pain the people in Oklahoma felt. I wept happy tears, thankful to have my family close by, and I wept because I knew these quiet moments with my baby asleep on me were numbered.
Jill Patir, Contributor
A mother of two attempting to maintain (or regain?) sanity.