Wishes for a Life Just Beginning

In the midst of 2020 insanity, a few family and friends celebrated Baby Lyvers with a socially distanced, mask-adorned, come-and-go shower in West Virginia. As part of the festivities, guests could fill out a card prompting them with various “wishes for baby.” In the rush of the weekend, Tommy and I didn’t have time to look through the cards. We packed them into a suitcase next to crocheted blankets and footie pajamas and brought them back to Texas. It was...