I've met people who are baffled by children, as though they were never children themselves.
To grow up with the loss of your mother is a scar that never goes away.
There are days when I wonder why my mom couldn't be here to see this.
I get anxious. That lovely Jewish guilt that comes with ancestry.
To have your childhood dream realized is a really big deal.
If my time with my kids is shorter than it was yesterday, it's better than nothing.