Saudade : A deep emotional state of nostalgic or profound melancholic longing for something or someone that one cares for and/or loves.
Violet
“Ba... Ba Bi!”
My chest squeezed as Ivan slapped my knees with his small hands. Babbling, he tried to grab on to me. Now at six weeks old, he looked more like Maddox. His blue eyes twinkled in the sun as we sat on a blanket near the pool at Bree’s house.
I helped him on his wobbly legs and pulled him on my lap. Bree said, “He is a smart kid. He has started to catch on a few words and tries to speak them even though he can’t. And is way curious.” She lovingly caressed the light brown tuft of hair on Ivan’s head.
Ivan looked back at his mother and smiled a toothless grin. Then he turned back to me. His small legs made it impossible for him to st
