Well, the day isn’t over yet, but I don’t think we are going to be meeting our son today. 😦
Waiting…
This gives me comfort and sums up how I am feeling though. I can’t believe he will be here any day! I am truly blessed.
Child Poem
Child, Light to my soul-shadow, my confusion
Coming sweetly, and so small
Growing within, a stealth, a mystery—
I am moved by this simplicity.
Transfixed with thanks, folded in love,
I cannot adore enough,
I cannot speak.
Like trees and snow and stars and street,
I too am silent in the widening light.
Myrna Reid Grant
HT: Sheila