Blessed little Addison and I met again, after a year of me being absent. She was quick to cuddle and sweetly smiled as wide as she could with four of her baby fingers wedged between her rose coloured lips. A most beautiful baby. A most wonderful mother.
As I held this little sprout and heard her chuckle I thought about how much I want to grown one of my very own. And then I thought,
Patience.
The day will come.
