Brian S. Hook
Sep 8, 2024

This kindled a memory I haven't had in a long while, Kasey, of the night my daughter was born. My wife lay back exhausted and the nurses brought that baby over to a warming table and I looked at her with feelings unfelt before or since. Not only true love, though, also a deep awareness of all I didn't know. I can still picture it pretty clearly.

Lovely piece!

Brian S. Hook
Brian S. Hook

Written by Brian S. Hook

Dad, classicist, mountain dweller, erstwhile triathlete, wannabe woodworker, follower of Socrates and Jesus (two famous non-writers), writing to avoid raveling

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