This started as a place to write about my first summer at home with my son and has evolved into celebrating presence with my family. Baba means dad in Farsi and my children refer to me as baba. These are snapshots that honor my wife Beata and our family. These passages are not intended to duplicate my handwritten journal.
Friday, May 11, 2012
Here I sit
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Hospital room
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Roya June in my arm
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Beata joon sleeping at my side
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Everything in life perfect
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Just perfect
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