Looking over your child's head to meet each other's eyes. The satisfied smile you share; we made her.*
*I want to start documenting various moments that I capture in my memory. I am a forgetful person and this is a good way to always remember the good things.
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A Whisper
Calm morning, baby is napping. I sit on the couch listening to neighborhood sounds.
The engines of sporadic cars roaring down my street (they drive too fast for my taste), a child playing on the sidewalk.
Business phone calls, wild parrots, mocking birds and seagulls flying lazily overhead.
I am in my pajamas, still, thinking about the day ahead.
My body is trying to get me to relax and my mind is racing ahead.
I struggle to be in the moment. I am rarely in the moment.
But I still try.
I love the little things, the scent of the jasmine vine outside my front window, the whisper of the warm breeze bringing all its promises.
The engines of sporadic cars roaring down my street (they drive too fast for my taste), a child playing on the sidewalk.
Business phone calls, wild parrots, mocking birds and seagulls flying lazily overhead.
I am in my pajamas, still, thinking about the day ahead.
My body is trying to get me to relax and my mind is racing ahead.
I struggle to be in the moment. I am rarely in the moment.
But I still try.
I love the little things, the scent of the jasmine vine outside my front window, the whisper of the warm breeze bringing all its promises.
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