For a moment, I didn’t know what to say.
Then I answered gently.
“I had a little girl, sweetheart. But she died when she was a baby.”
Ellie turned toward me.
Her brown eyes were serious.
“That’s sad.”
“Yes,” I whispered. “It is.”
She thought about that for a second.
Then handed me a pink ribbon.
“This one goes on the left.”
I smiled through the ache in my chest.
Children have a remarkable way of returning you to the present.
I had no idea how important those ordinary moments