Monday, September 17, 2012
Wow! What an amazing thought! It is pretty much all I can think about. I am 50 and "Hey, Granny." sounds strange. My youngest child is still in elementary school! Then I stop to think about the joy a baby brings, and I wish that joy for my children. I remember my now pregnant daughter as a newborn, and bringing her home from the hospital. Looking at her. Staring at her. For hours and hours. Just looking. In awe and wonder. And the concept of life that I carried around in my belly never ever got boring or old, but was always mind boggling. I would look at her eyes and know they came from my side of the family, her hair and think it was more like my husbands. We both would just look at her. In quiet. And could not believe it. (We would also say, "Well, now what? Are we supposed to be doing anything with her?"). The feeling of love for this soul was so overwhelming we did not know how to handle it. It was as if our hearts were going to explode because they were so full. And then came the 2nd baby and 3rd and 4th and 5th and 6th and 7th and 8th. And we loved those babies in this same way, and could not contain our amazement and wonder on how such a thing could be possible. It was always so miraculous. Our love was never used up. When I consider this it make my head spin, I cannot even describe what happens in my heart. The realization of the infinitness of love. My daughter will get to know this now. And then I think of heaven, where there is only love. Even hope and faith are no longer needed. Only love. A new life brings a little bit of heaven to earth.
Posted by Annmarie Pipa at 3:12 PM