12x12” on wood
from the very tender heart of the kid . . .
“my tummy hurts.
my heart hurts.
my throat feels like it can’t breathe.
I’m really sad.
I need you.
It hurts so bad.
Can I sit in your lap?
Will you put your arms around me while I tell you about the yucky stuff?”
I need you to feel it all with me, so that we can get better.
I need to know you love me unconditionally.”
xo, little EK