The magic happens

My wife, Linda, and I realized that our oldest daughter Alana, not yet four, was being shaken by the loss of her grandfather and the near-death of her newborn sister. In this chapter, I take Alana to a child psychiatrist and piggy-back an outing afterward just for Alana and me. Then the magic happened.

Face of innocence, a call for help

Alana was three when her infant sister, Kathryn, had been stricken by a viral infection of the heart and wasn't expected to live. Our lives were turned upside down. Alana's dance in the living room showed us just how impacted she was. I knew as a father I had to redouble my efforts to support her. That's when we began outings-- like to the Golden Gate Bridge-- to bring her closer, to embrace and nurture her through the crisis. Watch for another bubble about finding the magic holding-together things underneath the Golden Gate