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Posted on June 4, 2015
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0 9 Months
Hearing his heartbeat for the very first time
knowing he exists
Nothing can prepare your heart for this new experience
You are no longer your own
You, are a new–you
Feeling that first flutter–knowing he is present
Offering your body to this child, this child that you have never met
but you love and would sacrifice your life for
You are new
you are courageous
you are strong
9 Months
Your life has changed forever
Every moment, every day, every year that will pass…time and distance will never be able to separate you from the one that you carried-for 9 months.
You are new
You are selfless, courageous, strong, beautiful–
YOU are Mother.
Two strangers
One state
Mutual friends
MAGIC
“We met at a bar”
A famous phrase that is known to illuminate an exciting start to a brand new story.
Stories made up of fun, adventure, respect, gentleness, love, natural affection, and a mutual love of dancing….
and that is all just the beginning.
These two are ready to start their journey
TOGETHER.
On October 17th, 2015
these two will promise
to write THEIR stories, in ONE book till the end of their days.
Once upon a time…
there was this boy, who met a girl,
at a bar…
they fell in love
to be continued…
4 Years together
Together they are laughter
Together they are joy
Together they are love
“Where there is love there is life.”
― Mahatma Gandhi
Congratulations on your engagement, Charles & Meghan.
Childhood is the world of magic.
It’s where the simple possibility of finding a butterfly creates anticipation, wide eyes, and hope.
Simple, is a beautiful word.
From the moment I met little Charlie….simple was the word that spoke volumes to me. He seemed to burst with excitement to explore.
Like all children, given the opportunity to embrace the magic of childhood, his eyes sparkled with adventure.
He is on the verge of 4 and anxiously awaiting 2 gifts for his birthday (not 1, not 4, but continuously noted: TWO gifts)
He spoke of The Avengers, as his favorite story–giving every member of his family a character to imitate.
Little Jack, only 8 months old, looked on in awe at his older brother; watching, laughing and learning about the world he will soon be able to explore on his own.
Childhood makes a mundane world– fresh and new–awakening an astonishment in something as simple as new spring flowers, bubbles soaring through the air, shoulder rides on daddy, wrestling in the grass, special kisses with secret names with mommy, silly songs, and caterpillar sounds.
Jack and Charlie have this special gift of family;
where their individual stories are intertwining with their parents–creating a beautiful song.
It’s where there is love, acceptance, forgiveness–happiness,
the opportunity for childhood,
and the talk of donuts serenading us the entire walk back.
Let’s not miss the magic.
“Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature — the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.”
― Rachel Carson
Dinner at a friend’s…their yard reminds me of the yards I grew up with…obviously well played in, no safety nets, bushes plucked of leaves for experiements, the grass–or lack of grass, or just the dirt smile emoticon showing where old canals were once created to watch the water run through, crooked, old, nails being banged-with rocks- into the sides of the treehouse, a fire-in a rock pit-open and available for kids to put sticks in, and leaves-without parents directing/protecting their every move. I LOVE IT. I love to see kids-being kids-to play, create, experiment, and learn about the world around them through all that. It’s not completely like a yard from the 80’s (my childhood yrs:))–our world is just different now–but it’s a taste of it, and it makes me smile
11 years old
“The woods call to us with a hundred voices, but the sea has only one–a mighty voice that drowns our souls in its majestic music.”
–L.M. Montgomery
“Play is the highest form of research.”
― Albert Einstein
Journals for my girls.
I’ve been writing to them since I found out I was pregnant with them.
