My daughter (the mom of the baby featured in this story) found those stuffed dolls for me for Mother's Day the year before this baby was born. I still have them and will keep them always. They are such a sweet reminder of their childhood!
Oh, no! I didn't even think about the feel of the opening of the story. My mind was just... there, so I didn't think about it from an outside perspective. At least it was a happy ending!?
Well, yeah, but hey, we didn't know it was supposed to be a happy story, nor did we know it's biographical, so a sad story that hits hard is just as valuable as a happy one, right?
Absolutely. Plus, it's not like I would EVER write a sad/emotional story, right? ;)