She stands on my feet and looks up at me. I hold her head with my hands where skull meets neck and she leans back and stretches her arms out and grins while we dance. Slowly, just the two of us here in the eye of the storm, for as long as it takes.
Posted at October 19, 2005 06:57 AMaw, this is beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. If we could all just hold each other and dance through the storm.
Posted by: maria at October 21, 2005 05:58 AM"she" being gamma. i even managed to enjoy it for a little while, just dancing with her, without wondering whether she would remember the moment when she was grown up, or what.
Posted by: mig at October 28, 2005 07:37 AM