There is a thread that stretches from my heart to Pinecone's heart. It is invisible, but it is tangible. Whenever I am away from her, I feel it. Even now, I am downstairs and she is upstairs in bed, and the moment I think of her, I can feel that thread giving a soft tug at my heart. It is the most delicious feeling, the feeling of unconditional love. My heart seal open wide.
I went to the movies by myself last night. It was fun, the movie was ok, and the evening was a nice break. But I felt that tugging, and I missed her. When I got home she was already in bed, and S was "on duty" so I could get a full night sleep, which was wonderful, but still I missed interacting with her in the night. Granted she sleeps with us, so it's not like I missed out on everything. I still heard the hungry squawks and felt her squirming and got to gaze at her before falling asleep.
Pinecone's 1st day home.
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4 comments:
lovely, and so true!
I had a similar tug last night when doing some solo shopping. I got home and wondered if the time was worth it!
This is so, so beautiful. I love to hear that the thread grows, too - at the moment, it's unfathomable for me to think of going to the movies alone. But it's nice to hear that it's possible!
Ah, beautiful words! Oh, I can relate so very easily. In her early months we use to hope that she would wake up sooner than was her schedule to do so - for our own selfish reasons - of wanting to love on her a bit more.
What a sweet...and so true...post! Rachel and I have one too:)...I have the hardest time whenever I run to the store on the weekends without her. I try not to do it but I end up calling DH or texting to check on them. DH tells me to go to the movies etc...but it would be alone and I haven't yet. I just love the way you describe it in your post...beautiful words...
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