"Can you do me a favor mom?" The words to this momma's heart. Realizing that the need of mom becomes less frequent as they grow up, I will enjoy the moment.
Tonight my "fine figure of a man" and I met a new little person. He is an adorable little baby boy with ten perfect fingers and ten sprawled out toes. The dark thick hair that covers his head reminds me of my youngest son at his birth. This precious little one didn't mind that I held him while his siblings seemed to each take a turn at touching his head and feeling his fineness but when momma came into the room -- he knew. I was amazed at how easy he was to console and loved how easily he found his fingers to fill the immediate need.
Almost 19 months ago when we laid to rest our youngest, this same momma was expecting her last. After the memorial service, she came up to me and we shared a friends embrace. I'll never forget the feeling of hugging this dear momma. I could feel her tummy and the life that grew within. She said something unforgettable. She said she was sorry and that he was a dear boy. She said he was the kind of boy she prayed her daughters would marry someday. Gone. So sad to see him go.
Tender, that was a tender moment. Where sadness and sorrow collided, two new baby boys have been born and now...Life.
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