In the Blink of an Eye

When Ana was born, her grandfather use to wistfully say: “Ana – what a big name for such a little one.” The family wanted to call her Annie or Anita (and few of them do), but I wanted her to be Ana, simple and short, graceful yet strong.

So Ana she is, and as she turns 22 today, I wistfully say: “Happy birthday… my little Anita.”