Dear Erika,
I am so grateful to see Akibo smiling back at me in this collection of amazing photos. What an amazing journey filled with so much love, joy and happiness… I am inspired by your strength through these difficult times. I hope your boys grow up to be happy and smile and laugh just like their dad.
Love, love, love, Cathy
cathymuma
31st August 2015
We would climb the highest dune,
from there to gaze and come down:
the ocean was performing;
we contributed our climb.
Waves leapfrogged and came
straight out of the storm.
What should our gaze mean?
Kit waited for me to decide.
Standing on such a hill,
what would you tell your child?
That was an absolute vista.
Those waves raced far, and cold.
'How far could you swim, Daddy,
in such a storm?'
'As far as was needed,' I said,
and as I talked, I swam.
poem "With Kit, Age 7, at the Beach" by William Stafford
18th September 2013