My father has been slowly converting his large collection of slides into digital pictures. He then shares them with the family. He has come upon some photos of my sister Martha, who died at the age of 3 1/2. Some of the photos I’ve never seen. Many have me as a baby in Martha’s lap or being bottle fed by her.

With each photo my dad offers a short commentary. On one particular photo he mentioned what Martha might look like today and how her life might have turned out. Those words and that picture inspired this song.