lately lia has taken to sitting back on her knees and looking up at the ceiling in different rooms. she raises her hands, claps, laughs, babbles. i call them her invisible friends, they appear to move about the house. dave then asked me if i ever wondered if she were talking to angels.yes, sometimes i think so. i think lia has seen a lot, i think she still sees amazing things. whethers it's the dust motes floating in the air, or things unknown to us. lia sees, and sometimes i think she hears things too. every so often, a mysterious giggle breaks free, or a peaceful smile fills her face as she looks over at a corner that, to my eyes, is empty.
