each day

my heart is so wide open as i breathe in, i breathe out. i hold onto these days (she grows so fast), yet i often just try to get through pieces of them.

but then there is laughter. but then there is a sigh. but then there is dancing and just the right song. but then there is the quiet truth of a baby breathing softly as she sleeps. and then there is what is real. and i find myself immersed in joy and hope and truth.

my heart (her heart) opens my eyes (my life) to a deeper truth than i thought could exist.

and there is laughter.

and there is a sigh.

and there is dancing.

and there is quiet realness.

and there is love.

there is love.