for my beautiful, wonderful child, who smiles and awakens me with little kisses.
for my shmooshy. always with me. always holding my hand, whether we’re dancing, sleeping or anything inbetween.
for my friends. who buoy me through everything, a buffer against life’s sometimes unfair turns. in whatever way they can, they’re there. either right next to me, on the phone, in word and in thought.
for tears. for laughter. for love.