The thing about this love I feel,
is I don’t exactly know how to feel it.
All of it.
There are so many layers.
Just when I think I’ve got it…
I don’t.
You surprise me.
You catch me off guard.
Like one minute I am sound asleep
and the next minute you are laying on top of me, warm little arms wrapped about my neck, and you whisper ever so softly in my ear, “You’re the best mama ever.”
I haven’t even opened my eyes yet. I smile and think, “This. I am so lucky for this.”
My heart can not keep up.
Like the moment I am standing in the bathroom blow drying my hair
and then there you are. Laughing and jumping around, making silly sounds. I giggle and think, “This. I have so much fun because of this.”
You sprinkle joy all over my days. All over my moments.
Like one afternoon I am driving us home from school.
You quietly reread a note Daddy wrote you about your game and then you ask for a pen. You write something and then nod off.
When we get home, this…
Your little voice on paper.
You wrote Daddy back, “I love you, Tru!”
It is this.
This that you keep doing to me. Over and over again.
This that slows me down. Freezes life in an instant and makes me shiver with excitement.
You know that jolt that runs from your head to your toes from the contrast of the cold and makes you feel so alive. Makes every cell in your body tingle for a second.
This keeps me on my toes.
This is awesome.
This…
is life.
And for this, I thank you.
I love you too much!
