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Tuesday, May 18, 2010

A Love Story

My thoughts are a bit jumbled today, and I'm finding it difficult to write this post... so please bear with me because I really want to send a message about Love. However, all the words I choose seem to shrink the concept to simply life-size, when it is actually larger than life, larger than our words, larger than us.

A mother's love is something that is bigger than the sum of it's parts. That is to say, it kind of becomes it's own thing, and like a wild fire, it cannot be tamed or tied down. Sometimes it is even difficult to try and look at the love because it's burns so fiercely. That is how I try to describe it, but like I said, words just can't seem to do it justice.

What I'm trying to explain is my thoughts about Malakai's diagnosis, and how I naively thought that I was 'loosing' something, a dream or an idea... But my goodness if I had only known! If I had only known about this thing that my love would become. If only I had known that it would grow bigger and more powerful than anything I could ever hope to control.

I held Malakai last night, as he fell asleep in my arms, so content to be close to me after patiently 'waiting his turn' while I put Harlan to bed. As he lay there, his eyes were perfect half-moons framed by prolific lashes, his hand rested on my chest, I just couldn't believe this love, this wild fire that I cannot tame - that I don't want to tame.

How could I have thought that I was 'loosing' anything? I want to scream from some primal place how naive I was, how wrong, how silly... Couldn't I see? Didn't I understand? What does an extra chromosome matter when your son is lying in your arms, completely content, completely safe and secure in your love? What does it matter?

It doesn't matter. Not one little bit.

7 comments:

Kelly said...

It sure is amazing the depths our hearts can go!!

Jennifer said...

Amen!! We have nothing but tons of love for our little boys. Don't you wish you could show it to every new parent so they could just skip that painful part?? Or, maybe we love even more because we made it through the pain. who knows??

stephanie said...

I know... I know. Sometimes when I look at Em, after a while, I have to look away for a moment.I feel like my heart will explode if i don't, I have so much love for her. It's overflowing.

I didn't handle her diagnosis very well. I thought I'd never be happy again... soooo wrong , I've never been happier.

Lianna said...

I swim in the same depths of love for Gabriel. Your post hit my heart just right. :)

Elriza Paul said...

Beautiful and true, as always....

Ruby's Mom said...

Oh,you described it beautifuly!Sometimes late at night when I'm trying to get Ruby to sleep and I'm rocking her and she is gently touching my face and hair I cry because I feel such love for her.

Monica Crumley said...

Beautiful post. I hopped over from Ruby's Life. It's so true what you wrote. I feel an intense love for John Michael, too, that is hard to put into words. I never imagined...