| I touched my baby brothers face and I felt like we were all part of a totally safe world. The softness of his cheek, his tiny nose and his deep brown eyes, the smell of his peach shampoo, the sound of his breathing, all made me feel so loving and loved. He is so sweet and innocent it tightens the strings on my heart. His cuteness weakens me and it makes me laugh. His hand on my finger makes me smile. His cry makes me cry with him. I could trade my life if he could never be anything but happy. I knew this all from one touch. |