How softly you tiptoed into my world, so silently, only a moment you stayed, but what an imprint your footsteps have left upon my heart.
I fibbed. No stories. I've been looking at legal documents all day at work. My eyes are crossed-eyed now, so you get pictures instead. They're worth it. I promise.

The look of anticipation. And one tired family. We got up at 4:45.

You know you have to start them early. What's that behind us? More Bacardi than you could ever drink!

This is my future house. It's for sale in the Bahamas.

I went from the beauty of this... this in New York with 70 High school kids. What was I thinking?