Since becoming a Mom, just a couple of short years ago, I have found myself watching my girls sleep. In most instances, one would find this creepy... but when applied to a child... it is the most beautiful thing in this world. To see the peace on their face, the sudden flicker of their eyelids, the slight curves of a smile just beckoning to come out. Sometimes I wish I could sleep so soundly. I hate that looking at my children, I know that they will not always sleep so soundly. I hurt for their future... for their pains and tears and heartaches. I hurt for their failures and weaknesses. So, I sit... and I stare at them for hours... watch them breathe this life in and out. Inhale and exhale true peace... true happiness. For they do not yet know the burdens of this life... they are still so innocent. I want so badly to keep them this way. I am grateful for the time they have now... this life... this childhood. May it be filled with more love than a million hearts combined and may it bring them the fondest of memories when they grow up and watch their very own sleeping children.
"I brought children into this dark world because it needed the light that only a child can bring." ~Liz Armbruster