author journey – Tattoo It On Your Heart

I placed a few sunflower seeds at a time in my then two-year-old daughter Ariel’s tiny, outstretched hand while she walked contentedly beside me through the mall.

Without warning, she flung herself on the floor, arms and legs flailing like a crab on its back in distress. “Gimmie de whole bag! Gimmie de whole bag!” she screamed.