I'm linking up with Lisa-jo at The Gypsy Mama for Five minute Friday, with the writing prompt:
I look at her just tall enough to peer over the window sill out the window and I think, “I am so grateful – for you.” I remember the oldest – now seven, about that size with hands pressed up against the glass door of the previous house. I remember holding him and gobbling up his affections. Just six years it’s been since then, yet a long time in the life of a child – and the heart of mama. I see in between them the two middle children. I see how their entering into this world and into this heart has been a bit of a whirl wind. How did we get here? Four…
So much gets forgotten. Moments. Days. I don’t want to forget.
My heart swells as I look at her and think of them and my eyes whisper to my heart, “Remember.”