"What do you wish you had more of in life?"

"Optimism..."

"I dreamed I was running through a strange house, looking for my daughter. I found her — though it wasn't really her — and grabbed her by the arm. "You didn't eat dinner last night, did you?" I shouted. "What did you have for breakfast?" Not-Kitty smiled. "A teaspoon of air," she said sweetly."

One Spoonful At A Time

By HARRIET BROWN

Published: November 26, 2006
The New York Times