I am sad that those moms don't get to do that anymore. My heart breaks for them. My soul cries for them. And I wish there was some way to give them back what has been taken away.
Monday, December 17, 2012
Lucky Me
This is my daughter.
I get to spend everyday with her. I get to hold and hug and kiss and snuggle and tickle and love her. I get to play and laugh and cry and argue and talk and whisper with her. I get to stay home with her. I get to go out with her. I get to take her places. I get to see the world through her eyes. I get to experience her firsts. I get to experience things with her for the first time, again. I get to be her mom everyday.
I am sad that those moms don't get to do that anymore. My heart breaks for them. My soul cries for them. And I wish there was some way to give them back what has been taken away.
I am sad that those moms don't get to do that anymore. My heart breaks for them. My soul cries for them. And I wish there was some way to give them back what has been taken away.
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Indeed. Beautifully put Shady.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sheri.
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