The minute I laid eyes on her, I knew she belonged to me.
That she was a part of me.
That I always knew her....
And, while I will never have to stop 'changing her diapers,'
I will always love her.
For her deep, rich history.
For her inspiration.
For her purity.
For her warmth and her shade.
For the creativity she stirs in me.
Our third child:: our home:
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