like everything is a blur.
That the time I spend with my kids
contains isolated moments of near-clarity
but mostly it's all just a blur.
And I'm worried that one day
the blurs
will be all that I can remember.
So I'm trying hard
to find a moment or two of stillness
in each day
so that in 20 years when I look back
I'll be able to remember their faces, these skies, these times
a little more clearly.
7 comments:
Don't you know it's rude to make a pregnant woman cry?
Beautiful.
mmmm...i loved this! Passed it on to a few moms I know :)
Loved this post so very much. Thank you for sharing!
Awesome.....
Loved this!
Thanks for all the positive feedback, ladies! Crigs, so glad you came out of the woodwork to comment. ;) I didn't know what I was going to write when I sat down to write this post, but it turns out that in very few words, I found myself making the point I guess my heart wanted to make.
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