Quote of the Day

Tonight, as I was putting Lucas to bed and cuddling with him, singing our usual songs and talking together, he said, "Mom, I always loved you. I loved you before there were even people. Before air. When there was nothing, I loved you. I want to be with you every year, every day, even every hour. I want to be with you every second for my whole life."

I smiled in the darkness and told him how very wonderful he is. Then I thought, maybe our souls really do choose each other. Maybe before there was anyone at all, anywhere, before there was even air, he chose me. I like to think so. It helps.

He is perfectly sweet sometimes, just as he is perfectly infuriating at other times. I am grateful to have this little dynamo in my life. He is a force of nature, unfolding, blooming before my eyes. He is dazzling and I am undone.

3 Responses to “Quote of the Day”

  • lunagirl35
    November 20, 2008 at 9:40 am

    This is beautiful.

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  • foseelovechild
    November 20, 2008 at 11:47 am

    That’s sweet, it’s interesting when they speak on a cosmic scale.

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  • kimkimkaree
    November 20, 2008 at 1:25 pm

    When Amantha’s brother was young he use to speak rather cosmically about choosing not only their mom but Amantha as well. There’s something to it I think.

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