Children's Literature at the Cemetery

When I discovered I was pregnant with my daughter Talya in October 2009, I knew three things. First, that I would have the baby, despite difficult timing. Second, I knew that I loved her, from the moment I learned of conception, from the time when she was little more than an idea, a tiny spark of an existence, unknown outside my body. Finally, I knew I would read to the baby, gladly and often....more