Helen is three months old, today. I feel like I have known her a very long time. And I suppose I have. She is the same girl I have known all along: decided, patient, happy, all brightness. There is a word I am missing, a word I have been looking for all of these three months. It is the perfect word for her. Brightness and…
…I’ll think of it someday.
Happy birthday, Helen. You have been breathing this good air a quarter of a year. I have loved being with you.
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