January 25, 2010

  • A Sound Dispatched

    I have been surprised by how much I love being a mommy.  It is really more wonderful and amazing than I could've ever imagined.  And, try as I might, I just can't find the words to describe the feeling.  But I want to try.

    What human experience can compare to this?
    A baby, a product of love
      that enlarges with every second of life lived out.
    Love Incarnate.
    Love that takes a life of its own --
      moves, breathes, cries, talks, giggles and laughs
    and knows how to love in return.
    A sound dispatched
      that resounds
      and echoes back to me.
    Love which grows and stretches
      bigger, stronger, taller, heavier
    over time.
    A fountain spilling over,
      running down, flowing, overflowing --
    A miracle --
      every moment, a miracle,
        bursting forth,
      every second, every moment,
    I am awed by her every breath,
      which takes my breath away
    and causes me to breathe
      words of praise
    to the Creator,
      Designer,
        Miracle-Maker!

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