November 29, 2010
My mother always told me that I was beautiful. “You are a beautiful, beautiful girl, sweetie,” she would say, and I would reply – with much eye-rolling and heavy sighing – “you’re my mother. You have to say that.” I knew that I wasn’t beautiful, not in the way that princesses in fairy tales or [...]
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November 14, 2010
Dear Emilia, Today, you are five. This is both totally extraordinary, and utterly ordinary. Which of these it is varies from minute to minute: in one moment, I look at you and think, when did you become such a big girl? Where did that little baby go? Where has the time gone? HOW IS IT [...]
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