Monthly Archives: August 2011

I Was Held Tight by a Big, Hairy Giant

Posted on August 2, 2011 by

I once made a passing remark about how peacefully my son slept while being held.  ”Wouldn’t we all sleep better if we were held?”, was the response.  That comment has troubled me since. I am roughly three times the size … Continue reading →

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