It was late in the day on Easter Sunday and my belly was still filled with more-than-I-should-have-eaten-Jelly-Bellies, fudge and truffles. My heart was filled with love-thoughts-concerns-gratitude for my grown-up and loved-more-I-could-have-ever-imagined children. My mind was filled with words from a sermon, earlier in the day, that likened family love-living-trials-forgiveness to that of our Creator.
I probably should have gone out for a late night walk to clear my belly-heart-mind; however it was dark and so the late night stroll with deer-skunks-raccoons was replaced with a late night stroll through social media.
It was there when I caught a social-media-provided-heart-stopping-glimpse of parents holding their precious newborn. It was my first glimpse of this already-loved-more-than-imagined child who had stolen her parents hearts and more-than-likely-altered their outlook-values-hopes for this life. I imagined the tears-smiles-anguish-hopes-dreams-prayers offered up during the long-NICU-filled-struggle-fight-for-life and wondered, for just a moment, how each of them had found the strength to endure. And then, I smiled because of course, I know where-how-why they found that strength!
I thought of many things as the sugar-high was reduced to happy-concerned-joy-sorrowfilled tears; however, I went to bed assured and reminded that there are no limits to what you might do when you love someone.
I probably should have gone out for a late night walk to clear my belly-heart-mind; however it was dark and so the late night stroll with deer-skunks-raccoons was replaced with a late night stroll through social media.
It was there when I caught a social-media-provided-heart-stopping-glimpse of parents holding their precious newborn. It was my first glimpse of this already-loved-more-than-imagined child who had stolen her parents hearts and more-than-likely-altered their outlook-values-hopes for this life. I imagined the tears-smiles-anguish-hopes-dreams-prayers offered up during the long-NICU-filled-struggle-fight-for-life and wondered, for just a moment, how each of them had found the strength to endure. And then, I smiled because of course, I know where-how-why they found that strength!
I thought of many things as the sugar-high was reduced to happy-concerned-joy-sorrowfilled tears; however, I went to bed assured and reminded that there are no limits to what you might do when you love someone.
8 comments:
Loved all the hyphens--such a great example of knowing when to play with rules a little bit. It worked so, so very well in this piece of love. I get choked up seeing and reading about newborns as it takes me back to the wonderfully uncomplicated moments in my three kids' lives where there was just so much love. The world just stopped when I held them. Just stopped. Thank you for this lovely piece, and for taking me back there again. Loved this essay on love.
Anita,
Glad you had time to virtually reflect and bring your feelings to the surface through thinking about love for your children! (The-children-who-love-you-back-just-as-much!)
Loved the comparisons: "sugar-high" and "happy-tears." But it was the next thought that touched my heart this morning: "already-loved-more-than-imagined child." This is the love that will overcome much! Thank you for sharing and giving me a morning filled with love!
Beautiful expression of the depth of love a mother has for her children
So lovely - the heart is an amazing thing!
I love how you describe taking a stroll through social media rather than walking outside.
It is always amazing how much love we are capable of and the great lengths we will go to when we love. It's not really a question- but it seems to come naturally and without hesitation.
Love this Anita
I probably should have gone out for a late night walk to clear my belly-heart-mind; however it was dark and so the late night stroll with deer-skunks-raccoons was replaced with a late night stroll through social media.
I find that FB is such a great place for those family connections... My niece just had a baby and it feels like all the other babies shared are even more precious :)
Wonderful the way you showed your thoughts, Anita, just swirling around, feeling blessed for your life, thinking of others, too.
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