The last six months have brought so much joy and love into my life that I simply don't have the words right now to share just how deep and pure that joy and love have been. In fact, I think the overwhelming feeling of goodness has actually kept me from writing. Seriously, I don't even know what that's about. . .
My beautiful grandson was born on April 8, 2014, bringing joy and peace and hope to a family whose heart and arms were wide open. Bowman's birth seemed to be the stamp of approval on a long journey for my family as we braved new waters in terms of my moving through (and leaving behind) a destructive marriage and returning to a simple life I was born to live. He seemed to have arrived just in time to celebrate the victory over mental illness and secret keeping. Bo came to show us that decisions to love and forgive and shower one another with grace were right.
Today, in this moment, I have never been happier. My three children know my heart and respond to my voice. My parents are enjoying this season in their life, without worries over me and with the ability to lavish love with great abandon over their grandchildren and great-grandson. Walter loves me without motives, except for our shared love of crushed ice, good books, board games and family. God and Grace (my beloved dog) walk with me each step of the way. Someday, I'll find the words, but for now, I'm going to forgive myself for that trouble and continue to write about the small moments in my life.
Saturday, June 28, 2014
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