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Who is this, Momma? She means to ask.
“I don’t know, baby.”
There are lots of strangers in the world.
“This?” She patiently asks again.
Can you find out who this is, Momma?
The need for connecting
with another is so great in J.

In me.
And in all of us.

She waves to those who pass right by.
Most do not see her sweet little fingers open and close in a baby wave 3 feet below.
She looks at me, knowing I saw her greeting.
And I say, “They didn’t see you, love.”
She smiles knowingly.

The desire to be seen, to be heard and to connect.
This is her greatest desire at the tender age of almost 2.
Isn’t it everyone’s secret hope and prayer?

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