In the mornings, if you haven’t already heard her babbling or rustling around, you will hold your breath when you walk into her room. You will always be afraid she has died in the night somehow and so when she smiles up at you from her crib, you will scoop her up and hold her tight to your chest. It will be the best way to begin every morning — with joy and great relief.

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Þetta þekki ég.

Black and White and Loved All Over: A Whole Bunch of Stuff I Didn’t Know a Year Ago.