Friday, October 22, 2010

I just checked on my son...

Asleep. So sweet and innocent.

I love him. To the point where it's often hard to breathe- because the sheer enormity of the love I have for him feels like it might overwhelm me...

He is what I have dreamed of.

He is what I have lost...
and found again.

Tomorrow is his first birthday party. His actual birthday is Thursday.

I can't believe we've already come to the year-mark.

It feels like yesterday-yet, since the beginning of time?

It's been quite the journey....

Tonight as I brushed his hair from his forehead, I was reminded of this:

For my Child-Whom I shall never meet.

Breathe.

Watching you sleep puts the world
In perspective

There is peace
(however fleeting)

Cynicism has no place
Where you dream

I will lie beside you
And find
myself.

(December 17th 2003)



It is strangely just as true now as I wanted it to be then.
Which is oddly comforting.







Goodnight, my Darlings.

3 comments:

WhisperingWriter said...

What a lovely post :)

Kat said...

Fantastic poem...you always were a great writer (and it made me cry, what a raw peice that was). I hope O's party was amazing and that you soaked in every second, because believe me when I say, the days are long but the years are short. Somehow my baby is almost 9. And I couldn't tell you where the time went. And somedays (like when she brought home her 3rd grade pictures) I want to cry and stick her in a box that keeps her from growing anymore. And other days I just smile and enjoy it. I wish you lots of the latter.

he calls me wifey said...

I am in love with that poem of yours.

I can't wait to feel this way for my little one. I'm so happy for you!!