Sunday, September 29, 2013

Little Charlie, 

One month left until I'll return to work and my heart is breaking. I blinked and your first year passed by. You were sleeping tucked up warm beside me on a snowy December morning. I got up to fill a cup of coffee and the hottest days of summer had crested; the first leaves had begun to change. The thought of all the days yet to come passing by as quickly fills my heart with melancholy. And that's not what is called for in our last few beautifully slow and rhythmic weeks together. Now more than ever I'll need to be a vigilant reveler of small moments. Focused, so focused, as you find a new steadiness on your feet; as your brave hands and heart reach out further and further. Present, so present, as you bring together the melodic bits and pieces of your first words. Collecting seconds, minutes, hours. Wishing more fervently than ever that I might slow time.  

Yours,
Mama   
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