jodyangel:
Certain is it that there is no kind of affection so purely angelic as of a father to a daughter.
jodyangel:
We worry about what a child will become tomorrow, yet we forget that she is someone today.
jodyangel:
“And so our mothers and grandmothers have, more often than not anonymously, handed on the creative spark, the seed of the flower they themselves never hoped to see -- or like a sealed letter they could not plainly read.”
