a letter to my daughter on our first mother’s day.

Dear Peanut, Where to begin? I guess… in the beginning… When I was a little girl, all the other little girls wanted to play barbie and ken dolls together. I never did. On the rare occasion that I played the game of the domestic life, all I wanted was babies and puppies. I never knew what I wanted to be, or even who I wanted … Continue reading a letter to my daughter on our first mother’s day.