It’s been a long time since I hung out with my Five Minute Friday peeps. I’ve missed this community so much…
In case you’re new around here, (welcome!) Five Minute Friday is really simple: Write for 5 minutes, (no editing) post your words, link up with Lisa-Jo and share encouragement with the others who link up.
My mind is full of noise and chores and distractions–I’m craving quiet.
My baby is all giggles and silliness at bed time, and she asks me to stay with her–just for a few minutes, she says.
I see her beauty, her round cheeks, the contrast of her long dark lashes against her light green eyes. Light pours out of her all day long, and even as I am darkening her room, she shines under the blanket–still shining at night, like the sun that won’t quit outside her window.
I tickle her just to hear her giggle again. I want that sound in my head, that one can help block out the noise of the day.
She begs for more and more and with children, you cannot love them enough, and maybe it’s true for us too. I love them each beyond all of my own comprehension, beyond what I ever believed possible, before they broke free into the world.
The grass grows wild in the yard outside, maybe it’s all that sun shining into the night. It never stops, these children never stop growing either. Not in this season, anyway.
From here, all I see is life. Budding, blooming, growing wild and free in the warmth of the long-lasting days, in all these short years.