When we were moving from Germany back to the states, my then five year old daughter said to me "Mommy, I'm really going to miss Emily." I racked my brain and could not recall a friend named Emily, so I asked her about it. I'll never forget these words. She set her warm chocolate down, glanced up at me with with the most casual smile and said "You know, the girl that crawls out of my bed to play with me."
