Had I the power, I would have stopped time then because I was sure in the knowledge that a beautiful and loving moment such as this exquisite one would not happen again. Not like this time. There would be others but none like these special few moments. I am not even making myself that clear I know. It likely sounds so mundane. Sitting in a rocker and feeding a precious baby. But it was not mundane to me... because of the clarion beauty of the baby and the peace and rightness of the moment.
It is written in many differing ways that we do not appreciate what we have while we have it. That may or may not be true on some occasions perhaps but I will attest that I cherished every second of each child's life that I was priveleged to have. I still do. Caring for them was never a bothersome chore. It was the best thing I could be doing in my life. I would not trade being a Mother for anything else.
You know, I had started this blog with the idea of commenting of today's so-called Political Correctness. That didn't happen.
This is the sky across the street Tuesday night.