our sweet Della began in a petrie dish in Waltham Massachusetts.
Since the image of the cell cluster is on Doug's computer, and it is late, and I am tired, I've decided to mark the occasion with a reposting of one of my most favorite photos:
I know you already know this, with the child-innocence of no can'ts or shoulds or oughts or have tos, no preconceived notions on what is possible or impossible... nothing yet to make you feel less than: you have my whole heart.
And it's a big one, so, no mean feat there.
And I promise, with every bit of my big big heart, that to the best of my ability, I will always support you in feeling whole, Enough, fabulously and totally Della. And I promise to hold all those things for you in those times when you can't.
Baby, I've got your back.