Life has taken on a totally new meaning for Henry and me. In a sweet surprise our darling babe, Mila–named after our mothers–came into the world three weeks early.
I’ve spent the last several days staring at her little, precious hands, resting with her tiny body on top of me and, loving more than I thought was possible.
In a week when our country saw, once again an unimaginable act of hate, I’ve seen the world through the innocent, adoring eyes of a babe. And I prefer that view.
Welcome to the world, Mila! Our lives will never be the same.