daughter belly fire My God it feels so wonderful to talk to my mother. She is so open and communicative with me lately. She calls for no other reason than to hear the new sounds in my voice and ask me the questions she thinks of each day...somehow always about what he likes to eat. "Is he picky? Germans aren't picky." For the most part it doesn't matter what I have to say as long as I can hear her tell me stories about her and dad. The early times of her life that I am excluded from and only hear likened to fables. This is rare. She is slowly telling me secrets that she never told her girl friends...because she never had a girl friend to tell. She has been waiting a long time to whisper these things to me, waiting for me to be in a place where I would understand. I felt warm and dizzy when I heard her say, "Samantha, I am so glad you're happy. It's all I've ever wanted." 030509 ... belly fire She feels like the closing of a circle A completion found in her beginning She grows and She will be the part of me that goes on living. A destiny realized; Anna. 130920 what's it to you? who go blather from