I wrote this in the notes on my phone in the weeks after losing my father. From journals, poetry, songs... writing words has always been an ...

My sweet Luka, When you were one month old, I said I knew the time would fly. And here we are with two months come and gone. You...

My sweet Luka, I can not believe that it has been one whole month since I got to lay eyes on you on the outside for the first time an...