Aug 1, 2022
4 min read
The Moon And Your Story
From the moment their car pulled out of the driveway, Mika started crying. I knew exactly what to do. She had her own lullaby, and I hummed it to her, because it didn’t have words and it always made her smile.
She was still screaming, so I handed her to the Baby Whisperer, but he handed her right back.
That’s when I remembered the moon.
