Continuation of the Story
February 27, 2012
Maybe it was the light. A moment in her growth. But tonight as I rocked her to sleep, she looked like me.
Only smaller.
And then she smiled at me. A different kind of smile. A smile that says that we belong to each other. More than connectedness. A sameness of essence.
And for a second, we were the same. The present and future woman. The continuation of the story. And the smile was knowingness and acknowledgment and threads of eternity.
Then she curled in my arms and drifted to sleep. Relaxed and secure, enveloped by her predecessor. Again.
She knows that I will care for her until it is her time.
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Beautiful. Just..beautiful.
Can’t wait to read all about the amazing woman she grows into as she does it…Just like her mama :)
sweetness!
Wonderful — I know exactly what you mean! Every once in a while, I see a glimpse of the women my little girls will become. I’m not sure if it’s an expression or a gesture or a trick of the light but for a brief second I swear I see them as they will be….
the serenity of safety
Thanks for the thoughtful comments! I love how these threads of connectedness have produced additional (lateral) threads of connectedness with everyone here. :)