I miss you as a baby. I miss the way our entire world seemed to be open ahead of us, and the honor and responsibility I felt to be the one who would help shape you into who you would become. Our family was just beginning, and you had opened up a whole new world to me. I miss the softness of your skin, and having your little body so close to mine as I nursed you or fed you a bottle. I miss watching your eyelashes flutter and close as I rocked you and read you bedtime stories, and the weight of your body as you fell asleep in my arms.…]
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The Conversation
And then, I go back to the conversation... one of the most difficult and most important things I will ever do. And suddenly I'm less concerned about all those things spinning in my head, because I'm overcome by the sharp, piercing, radiating pain in my heart.