the fiction and poetry of sarah hina
Oh Sarah-I love it. I'll hug my daughter a little tighter today.*Grabs a tissue*
Dammit, this is the best you've ever done.
This is my favorite poem ever. *sniff* She's a lucky girl, that daughter of yours.
Kids are just great. I miss seeing my son every day.
daughters have a way of lighting a mother's heart, don't they? this is beautifully written. i wouldn't trade my daughter for anything. it's been a wonderful journey watching her grow. hope all is well. have a great day.that painting is really good.
Lovely. my friend.
Very sweet and heartfelt. My daughter is still my best friend and the person I admire most in the world.
Joni, so glad you liked this one. We can all do with a reminder sometimes. :) Hugs to you and your little ones. Steve, you think? Well, thanks for making my day. Cat, that luck is spread all around. In between those times when we want to kill one another, of course. ;) Thank you, too. It means so much.Charles, I miss them when they're at school. After waiting years until they were both going to school full-time. Sigh. Naquility, my daughter has always been something special, if I do say so myself. Very challenging, as are all kids, but she truly has a heart that radiates love and warmth. I wouldn't trade her for the world, either. Thank you for the very kind words. I hope you're well, too. Richard, thanks to you. Karen, I continue to look forward to both of my children's evolution and development. Just the other day, my Caroline told me that she wants to be remembered as someone who helped others. What more can a mom ask for?
I think she's got it right, when she draws heart as big as the face. That's the way it should be.You know I can think of a million reasons why I don't want to have any kids. But when I read something like this, or see those pictures you guys put up, or when I receive that daily call from my mom; those million reasons just fade away.You know on camera everyone tries to look their best - tilt their head the right way, turn to show off the dimple, smile just right not to look goofy. But if they have their kids in the pic, everything changes. And the goofy smile makes them look more beautiful than they ever did.PS: Everyone can explain gravity. But there are so few who do not feel the weight of it in their hearts.
Just beautiful Sarah!The bond between mother and daughter is something very special and you've brought that out in the words of your poem. @ Aniket - I can't imagine you not to have any kids. You'd be robbing those children the chance of growing up with a wonderful, creative and caring father. So - rethink those million reasons! ;-)
"For when she smiles,the world grows a little lighter.And when my daughter's laughing,I know why we're here."This is exactly how I feel about my daughter.Well done as always.
Sarah, how did I miss this? And you totally know I'm tearing up, right?I love the "star's breath less than luminous"--just so beautifully worded. I mean the whole thing is, of course, but that line was catch-in-your-throat lovely.Hope you are well!
Great poem. So is dad's heart big or is his face small?
I love this, Sarah. I can see my daughters in it...Happy Holidays to you and your loved ones, dear Sarah!xoxoxo
Very sweet, Sarah. Because I love children's artwork - I especially loved these lines:The figures she paints often hang about in space,the heart on Dad’s chest as big as his face.This shines bright! ;)
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