in moments like these, when she's nestled next to the blanket that has traveled with me for 15 years (and the one that helped usher her into the world), i forget what life was like before her. i have always been the kind of person to be broken open by the profundity of beauty-- this experience eclipses anything i've felt previously. she is the physical embodiment of my love for, and awe of, the world. she is my cygnet song.














