Around the time of my own wedding I discovered a book called The Gift. It contains the words and writings of Hafiz, a Persian poet/mystic who seemed to be speaking straight to me with every turn of the page. I must say that when I read his poetry at 26 I thought it was talking about my love for my husband. But with each year and each new baby in my life I think that maybe Hafiz is talking about my love for my daughters and my husband. So when I meet a new baby – a new daughter – for new parents I am reminded of the awesomeness of love’s capacity to expand and reveal, to change and create more love. Sarah & David are my most recent proof of this truth. They are tooth achingly sweet to one another and what I adore about them is they they wear their hearts on their proverbial sleeves. David was taught to crochet by his mom and I think he finds it to be an almost meditative, devotional way of relating his love for his family. When something big happens David crochets something – a blanket for a wedding proposal picnic, another blanket for a wedding day gift and over the last 9 months, adorable outfits based on their favorite children’s books. So on a sunny morning in Lucy’s second week of life I met them at the family lake house and we played dress up. From hand made blanket to hand made clothes, Lucy was always swaddled in love and happiness. And I was reminded: When all your desires are distilled you will cast just two votes – to love more and be happy. ~ Hafiz