the love


That is my leg, and my boy at 8pm last night. That sweet little nose, pouted lip and soft soft skin. G is a lover. He has a spirit around him that I have never before seen in a kid under 2. (or under 12 for that matter) His old soul radiates through and everyone around him can feel the emotion and sincerity in his little voice.


I have spent my whole life around children, as an older sister, a babysitter, a nanny and a teacher, and now, a mother. The feelings I have in my heart for G, it isn’t even love, it is something so much larger, bigger, deeper, stronger. I look at him always and as much as sometimes I want to scream in exhaustion and frustration, in the forefront of my mind is this emotion of safety and life that I think only a parent feels.


“Do not ask your children
to strive for extraordinary lives.
Such striving may seem admirable,
but it is the way of foolishness.
Help them instead to find the wonder
and the marvel of an ordinary life.
Show them the joy of tasting
tomatoes, apples and pears.
Show them how to cry
when pets and people die.
Show them the infinite pleasure
in the touch of a hand.
And make the ordinary come alive for them.
The extraordinary will take care of itself.”

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