He said she was at the party. He asked about the baby, she, in nervous excitement told him he was 7 months old. She named him Cree, and when he’s old enough to understand she’d tell him… She seems to have come around; motherhood suits her… it’s remarkable how fast they grow.

He asked if I thought about it sometimes, I do. Mine would have been 18 months. He asked if I had regrets, if I still grieved. I’m puzzled; I thought he knew me after all these years. How can I regret something that never was? Why mourn what was never mine. Maybe we can have them over for dinner someday then, he said. I said ok.

That night I cried for my baby. I prayed for her soul, I prayed that she never experiences the pain her loss brought. Finally I told her that the world was not meant for someone as beautiful as her.

- Nic’s Baby (2002)

~[m-w’s word of the day]~

PLAYING: Don’t wanna loose this feeling – Dannii Minogue

READING: The Nanny – Melissa Nathan

WATCHING: Everwood

QUOTE: “I'm back for more and I got the cure”