With fragile sheets of wind the giggles envelope me like a favorite sweater, ready to wear again. Even the smell of salt reminds me that these days will be over sooner than any of us want them to be; childhood dances by so quickly. It will not always be so easy for you and I to convince them to dance, to kids songs, in the family room, with us.
Sad.
For now though, they are each happy moving along with the crazy hand motions and the wiggly shuffling about. Singing songs about Jesus being a Soccer Star make them belly laugh.
Listening reminds me of years ago, when it was just us, and how my love for you filled the room with starlight. Who knew that tiny beings could fill the night so fully? When ours eyes meet, the electricity there is real; tangible proof that indeed, prayers are answered. (And I mentally wrestle the guilt that others have lost, so that we may gain...duplicity is mine.)
Love; however, fills our home.
