"Every time I see a little red head in the school, I look a little closer and try to visualize Laken but my heart still goes to that little girl in Kindergarten with that blond scraggly hair and the grungy clothes and the great big smile. Hummmm. It’s such a sweet misery to try to picture that wee little soul you are carrying in that tummy of yours. Who will she be, what will she look like, will she be a mover and shaker, or a candle stick maker? Ahhhh, we can only imagine and dream and long to hold her. So close.
I miss you