When I speak to her, I feel she really truly listens. Her deep blue eyes take in my every word. Maybe it's the look on my face that is so interesting.
All I care about is that she knows she is loved.
I watch her fall asleep so innocently and so vulnerable- there in my arms while I just stare at this sleeping beauty.
If someone stared at me while I slept I am pretty sure I would not like it.
But I cradle her and she rests. Her body completely given up to me. I can feel her surrender. The peace.
And how good this makes me feel- to know she knows I will take care of her. I will love her. And everything will be ok.
To feel her let go and let me. A lesson again my children teach me... as I am a child, too. A reminder to let go already. And just let God.