Last month was a busy month for us. One of the most exciting parts was celebrating Rose Marie's 3rd birthday! I can't believe that she is already 3 years old!
As I took the time to love, celebrate, and observe my little girl, a single word began to form in my mind. I began to think back on all that her and I have shared together, learned together and taught one another. I realized, that in a word, she is comfort to me. Comfort. She was a comfort the very moment she was placed on me after her birth. She was warm, wonderful to hold and made everything peaceful and right. A few weeks after her birth, when things were a bit difficult, I held her tightly while she slept in my arms and I was comforted by her love and trust in me as a new mother. During my pregnancy with her brother, she was my constant comfort, always checking to make sure I was okay. More than any thing else during that pregnancy, I NEEDED her with me always. I became clingy to her, especially in the end. Recently when I was sick, she "cared" for me as best as she could.
I wonder if each of my children will embody a certain word. Right now Samuel is somewhere between laughter and adventure...I wonder if in the end he will be either one of those.
Happy Birthday, to my little comfort! I love you Rose Marie so very much!
3 comments:
Very beautiful! Happy Birthday Rose Marie!
Isn't it funny how things seem to repeat themselves in families. Your words my dear daughter are so beautiful about your little girl and I can say they apply most aptly to how I feel about you. I love the woman you have become.
What a sweet reflection! :) You have such a beautiful family, Jess! Happy Birthday Rose Marie! :D
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