I heard Mila before I saw her. The restaurant was empty a few minutes ago except for a handful of employees and me. But I heard Mila cry, so I knew there was a baby in the house.
I’d seen pictures of Mila before, but I’d never seen her in person. She was born almost 4 months ago to one of the managers here and I’d been wanting to meet her. Her father was called into work, so he had to drop her off with her mom while someone came to pick her up. In the 15 minutes she was here, I finally got to meet this little bundle of joy and love.
She’s a very serious baby and she seemed to be taking the entire world in with her huge brown eyes. She regarded me with intense curiosity. Then she eagerly took my finger in her tiny hand and squeezed it tightly as she gave me the only smile I saw from her.

Fiscal sanity is dead because most people are irrational hypocrites
Conservatives have lost their way as few defend individual freedom
If you made an error yesterday, it’s ‘foolish consistency’ to stick with it
Apple’s Steve Jobs is dead
If terrorists ‘hate us for our freedom,’ U.S. politicians are their best allies
Why do we ‘need’ the newest thing? Is that where people get their joy?
We’re neither friends nor enemies, just strangers who share the past
Society needs storytellers to help make sense of a changing world
My bad teen poetry suggests I’ve always hungered for missing love