Breaking the Silence of Small
I am officially the shortest in my family. I knew the day was fast approaching when I didn’t have to tilt my head downward to make eye contact with my girls. One day, I was kneeling to speak to them; now, I either tiptoe to their height or they bow their faces for a kiss. Feeling small is familiar. In my elementary school photos, you can find me seated at the first row. And there are definite advantages to being this height. When on a plane, I don’t have to worry about m