watches Leah,attached to many monitors and tubes, strive to gain her strength and be placed in her arms rather than in neo- natal intensive care .
There is such fragile beauty in a new born. I've always felt that my greatest work of art was the birth of my three children. Now grown, they are beginning to experience that joy and wonder as the cycle goes round and they take their place at a crib. Gently touching, softly praying ...a work of art in progress. Thank you to all my blogging friends for their good wishes and prayers.